Chapter 12: The Legacy Marriage
When they both emerged, dressed for the evening, the transformation was striking.
Mirabelle’s dress—a flowing, elegant gown in deep emerald green—perfectly complemented her soft features and brought out the warmth in her eyes.
Her hair was styled loosely, framing her face in delicate waves. She looked breathtaking.
Caspian, clad in a tailored black suit with subtle silver accents, radiated an aura of power and dominance.
His crimson eyes lingered on her as she descended the stairs.
"You look lovely, my Bunny," he said with a smirk, his gaze trailing over her appreciatively.
Mirabelle felt her cheeks heat under his scrutiny. "You don’t look too bad yourself," she replied, trying to sound nonchalant but failing miserably.
He extended his arm, and she hesitated before taking it. "Ready?" he asked, his voice low and warm.
"As I’ll ever be," she murmured.
Being picked by one of the alpha prince was something every girl has readied their minds for so it was easy for Mirabelle to be happy about this outcome.
The introduction hall was a marvel to behold. Grand chandeliers hung from the high ceilings, casting a warm golden glow across the room.