Chapter 16 The Zandorian Prince

“Zandorian Silk isn’t just fabric, Eris. It is like the skin of a serpent—cold, sleek, and lethal if you don’t know how to wear it.”

Madame Viveca’s voice sliced through the clinical hum of the Grand Suite’s air conditioning. She was draped in a shimmering, emerald-gold fabric that seemed to ble...

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