The Rejected True Heiress (Liora and Callum) novel Chapter 131

Liora’s POV

The dress I chose for tonight’s ceremony was plain but pretty; a simple black number that swished around my ankles when I moved and had an unadorned sweetheart neckline.

It was definitely not anything like the extravagant gowns I wore back at the palace, but I liked it. It was practical but elegant, and it suited my simple updo and understated makeup. If I ignored the slender brace around my ankle, I actually looked quite nice tonight.

I turned to Mia, who had just finished getting ready across the room. She looked stunning, her dark, short hair perfectly complementing the shorter dress she’d chosen for the night. She smiled when she saw me.

“If I didn’t know any better,” she said, reaching for her clutch, “I’d think you were the Princess tonight, and not Bianca.”

Oh, sweet friend, if only you knew.

I smiled wryly and looped my elbow through hers. “C’mon. We’re gonna be late.”

Mia and I hurried down to the banquet hall, which, if the sounds of laughter and clinking glasses were any indication, was already bustling. As we approached the grand double doors, I could hear the string quartet playing within, and the distinct scent of perfume and champagne wafted out into the corridor. Despite everything, I was excited for tonight.

However, as we reached for the handles, the guards crossed their spears into our path. Mia gasped and stepped back, clutching my arm.

“What’s this about?” I asked, looking between the two guards. “The ceremony is about to begin—”

“You, Liora Belrose, will not be attending.”

I turned at the sound of the principal’s voice and caught him striding toward us with a smirk stretched across his face that instantly set my nerves on edge. As he approached, he reached into his blazer pocket and withdrew something.

“What are you talking about?” I asked.

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