Chapter 92 CHAPTER NINETY TWO: HER LAW

SANDRA’S POV

Power smells like incense and blood.

That is the first thing that comes to mind as I stand before the tall mirror in the antechamber, watching maids scurry around me like frightened mice.

Silk brushes against my skin, cold and expensive, stitched with the symbols of the Jordan pa...

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