Chapter 16

• The stylists had us strip down to our undergarments to assist us with putting on the heavy gowns. While I knew Magnus wouldn't dare let his gaze wander over my body in front of so many people, I could still feel the weight of his eyes on me. His stare sent goosebumps skittering across my skin.
• "Are you cold, Princess?" one of the stylists asked, frowning with concern.
• My face flushed at her question, and I couldn't help but glance over at Magnus. He was across the room, leaning against the wall, looking like a statue of an ancient god, only without the toga.