Chapter 73:
Kristina’s POV:
The much-anticipated banquet finally neared as night fell, excitement simmering in my chest. I donned a stunning dress, every inch of my appearance meticulously crafted for this event.
As I stepped into the grand banquet hall, all eyes turned toward me, admiration and awe written across the faces of the guests. My chin lifted proudly; I reveled in their gazes.
I had gone to great lengths to prepare for this evening, selecting the perfect dress and jewelry to ensure I outshone everyone, especially that lowly sex slave, Makenna.
Molly, ever the sycophant, chimed in, “Miss Harrison, you look breathtaking tonight. Everyone will be captivated by you.”
Her words only fueled my confidence. Smirking, I asked, “Have you seen the three princes?”
Tonight, my beauty was unmatched, and I was determined to ensure the princes took notice.
But as I scanned the room, none of them were in sight.
A frown creased my brow, and I snapped irritably, “Why haven’t I seen the princes yet? Where are they?”
What was the point of all this effort if they weren’t even here to see me?
Molly, sensing my growing frustration, quickly tried to soothe me. “Please be patient, Miss Harrison. The princes always make their entrance at the last moment. In the meantime, you can focus on outshining that bitch. Once she’s humiliated, the princes will surely take notice.”
Her reasoning calmed me slightly, and I nodded in agreement. Yes, that made sense.
After all, Makenna was powerless and insignificant. There was no way she could ever compare to me.
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With that thought in mind, I began scanning the hall, searching for her. I was eager to witness her downfall.
But as I looked around, Makenna was nowhere to be seen.
What was going on? Why hadn’t she arrived?
My irritation flared up again. “Could that woman be avoiding the banquet out of fear of being humiliated?”
If she didn’t show up, how could I demonstrate to everyone what a disgraceful mess she was?
Molly, noticing my rising anger, assured me, “Don’t worry, Miss Harrison. Makenna will be here. Hayley made sure she was specifically reminded to attend.”
Just then, a murmur rippled through the crowd, growing louder with every passing second. A few guests even gasped aloud.
“Who is that woman? She’s absolutely stunning!”
“She looks like she’s descended from the heavens. I’ve never seen such beauty before.”
All eyes turned toward the entrance of the hall, filled with awe and admiration.
A knot of dread twisted in my stomach.
I followed their gazes to the doorway, where a woman was gracefully entering the hall, her hand delicately holding the hem of her dress. The chandelier’s bright light fell upon her, illuminating every exquisite detail. Though I loathed her with every fiber of my being, I couldn’t deny she was breathtaking.
It was Makenna.
She wore a flawless dress that clung to her in all the right places, adorned with intricate embroidery that was far more captivating than the expensive gown I had chosen for myself.
Shock and fury surged through me as I seized Molly’s arm, dragging her out of her stunned stupor. “What the hell is going on? Wasn’t her dress supposed to be ruined?” I hissed.
“I don’t know,” Molly stammered, tears welling up in her eyes as she quivered under my glare, unable to offer any explanation.
I shoved her aside, my eyes fixed on Makenna as rage boiled within me. My fists clenched so tightly my nails bit into my palms.
Jealousy ignited like a wildfire in my chest. How I wished I could tear her apart, destroy that beauty, and wipe that serene expression off her face!
