62. Taking What Is Owed

She walked between the rows of tables as if the whole world was under her feet, the dark red fabric of her dress flowing behind her, whispering in the silence of the room. No one dared to speak before the King, and Koda, himself, was speechless. He did not expect her to come here tonight, and now that she was here, he couldn't take his eyes off of her.

Valeria was a vision. Everything about her