#Chapter 133: Anchored

Lyra POV

“It’s a beautiful gown,” Enzo Royal said, scrolling through the pictures on my phone. “But is it stunning enough for a bride being married at The Citadel?”

“What do you mean?” I asked, a flicker of defensiveness creeping into my tone. “Are you saying the dress isn’t glamorous enough?”

“I think it should be customized for you,” he replied, his tone measured. “To ensure you stand out as the