My Second Chance Mate is a Barbarian (Sera and Fenris) novel Chapter 93

Sera

"What is the problem here?" Fenris’s voice cut through the hall like a physical blade.

Everyone stopped arguing. Torin immediately dropped his smug smile and bowed his head slightly. My mother lowered the massive white dress, her face flushing red when she saw me walking in right beside the Alpha.

"Alpha Volkov," Torin stepped forward smoothly. He gestured to the chests. "King Aldric sends his deepest regards. The caravan arrived early to deliver the royal dowry. Gold, fine southern wine, and the traditional wedding garments for the Princess. A dowry fit to compensate for the... inconveniences of this arrangement."

I ignored Torin completely. I looked at the old woman holding the wooden box.

"Show it to me," I said.

The old woman looked at Fenris. Fenris gave her a single nod. She stepped forward and placed the large wooden box on the nearest table. She popped the iron latches and opened the lid.

I walked over and looked inside.

It wasn't leather. It wasn't the standard grey and black wool the pack wore every day.

It was the most breathtaking piece of clothing I had ever seen in my life.

It was a dress, but the fabric was completely foreign to me. It was a dark, midnight shade—almost black, but it caught the firelight with deep, blood-red undertones. It looked liquid. I reached out and brushed my fingers over the material. It was incredibly soft, lighter than silk, but it possessed a strange, heavy weight that told me it would drape perfectly over every single curve of a woman's body.

"It is woven from the high-mountain spiders and dire-wool," the old woman explained, watching my face. "It takes a year to make. We weave a new one for every Luna who takes the seat."

I picked it up by the shoulders and let it unfold.

Irina scoffed loudly behind me. "Look at it, Seraphina. It is completely indecent."

I ignored her and examined the cut. My mother wasn't entirely wrong about the indecency, but she completely missed the point.

The dress was a weapon.

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