Chapter 74: The Luna Ball (1)

Ophelia’s eyes shimmered with a vivid golden hue before settling back into their usual hazel gray. She found herself mesmerized by her reflection in the polished steel of the dagger she held. As her thumb traced the cool, smooth surface, her mind began to drift away from the present moment. Her arrival in Celestia had been a curious experience. Days passed in a routine devoid of training, filled instead with ample meals and a strange sense of normalcy. Despite being in a land dominated by wolf shifters and residing within a castle of pure-blooded lycans, she felt oddly at ease. As she thought back to Nikolai’s invitation to the birthday ball celebrating his mother, she pouted slightly. Although she had initially resisted the idea, Nikolai’s persistent invitations had piqued her curiosity. A sudden knock on the door pulled her from her reverie. “Come in,” she called out, turning her attention to the entrance. The door swung open to reveal Sasha, flanked by two other servants. The m