Chapter 147: The Moth-Trance Labyrinth

Elara’s POV

"You need a plastic surgeon for what?" Zander looked me up and down, then added with characteristic flair, "You're already beautiful."

Before I could answer, Zander seemed to piece it together himself.

"It's for Sybil, isn't it?" His voice turned serious.

I nodded, relief flooding through me that I didn't have to explain.

"Can you help me find one? Especially someone who specializes in