#Chapter 415: The Perfect Dress

Nina “Nina,” my mother said, approaching me just as I was beginning to ascent the stairs to my room, “don’t forget you’re going to need a gown for the gala.” I frowned and stopped on the stairs. “Couldn’t I just wear the one that I wore to the last party?” My mother chuckled, linking her arm with mine. We ascended the stairs together as she began to explain. “Honey, this gala is a big deal,” she said. “You’re the Alpha King’s daughter. You need something special.” As we walked into my room, I let out a sigh and sat down on the edge of my bed. “How do you even know so much about this festival, mom?” I found myself asking. “I thought you were just a blind as I’ve been to all of these traditions.” My mother let out a sigh as she flung the doors of my walk-in closet open and began rifling through the racks. “I was,” she said. “But I’ve been living here with your father consistently for the past six months. I’ve learned a thing or two.” I couldn’t help but laugh. “‘Livi