Chapter 18 : A Royal Wedding

~VANNIE~

Calm down.

Calm down.

It was just a simple case of not letting these people know that she was now working with the Sorcerer that tried to abduct her. The King, who could sense her thoughts and feelings, must not find out. Maeve, who would now be escorting Vannie to the apothecary where the Sorcerer's scent was still strong, could not find out.

Most especially, Zara, who could predict the future and present, could not find out about it.

Goddess, let the Sorcerer's spell work.

"It's your bound day!" Zara squealed, ushering in a horde of Omega servers with what looked like trays upon trays of fabric. "We're going to make you sparkle."