Shao Lin never felt nervous like this before.
But this type of nerves made her feel good—alive. She was to marry Long Yat-sen, a Prince of the Dragon. Part of her felt like if the old Shao Lin had known this, she would have done anything to be away from someone like him, and yet she wanted nothing more than to narrow the gap between them, and marriage was a step closer.
The night before, Long Xia had thrown her a small bachelorette party between some friends and relatives. She heard from her future-sister-in-law that Long Yat-sen had also gone to his bachelor party with his friends and brothers.
"That idiot Bojing better not have taken my brother anywhere provocative, or I swear I'll kill him," Long Xia murmured.
"Who's Bojing?" Shao Lin questioned.
Long Xia's face twisted. "No one important."
After that, Long Xia said no more.
