Chapter 127 A Supernatural Faceoff
- Clothed in a blinding, teal gown that shimmered like dragon scales, each step she took sent the fabric rippling with aggressive opulence. It sparkled as if it belonged to a ballroom drenched in moonlight, not a quiet royal breakfast.
- And yet, here it was, and so was she.
- Her ridiculously high heels clicked in rhythm. And she tilted her chin with contempt.