The entire hall plunged into silence as everybody suddenly crouched and kneeled on their right knee.
Asher was the only one standing as his brows raised upon seeing a gothic, intoxicating beauty, her expression stone-cold.
She looked like she was in her early twentys but had a supple, curvaceous figure that not many women of her age would usually have. Her pitch-black velvety soft dress left her lovely shoulders uncovered.
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