Chapter 51

Lysandra’s POV — Vorlund

“This color suits you,” Genevieve said as she pointed to a length of deep blue fabric laid across the table.

The cloth caught the light from the open windows and gave it back in a richer shade, somewhere between royal blue and midnight.

It was not soft or pale the way many of the gowns in Novaria were made to be. It had weight to it. Presence. The kind of color that did no