Agnes
The dress I’d chosen for tonight’s banquet, hosted by Richard to celebrate our visit and our new partnership, was a deep burgundy color that complimented my skin tone. It had an elegantly beaded bodice and a flowing skirt that brushed the floor when I walked.
It would have been perfect if I could just get the damn corset tight enough.
I struggled with the laces at the back, contorting my arms in ways they weren’t meant to bend, when a knock at the door interrupted my fumbling.
“Come in,” I called, assuming it was Elijah returning from his meeting with Richard. They were discussing potential new trade routes between our territories, further cementing the newfound friendship between our packs.
Instead, Lena poked her head in. “Thea’s ready for the banquet,” she sai
