Captured by the Desert Tyrant (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 86

The mysterious white silk, shimmering with a blue sheen in the sunlight, flowed down from her chest and waist like a goddess’s gown, tracing soft curves, and on her hips—firmly anchoring the fabric—sat a large silver jasmine blossom crafted from jewels.

Each of the flower’s five petals was studded with tiny white opals that sparkled dazzlingly whenever touched by sunlight, and beneath the stem, several slender strands of amethyst crystal hung down, swaying beautifully each time Latifa moved her legs.

A large white veil, thin yet opaque, cascaded fluidly from her waistline, offering a thrilling glimpse of her legs, while the straps of her white calfskin sandals were seamlessly embroidered with pearls alongside butterfly ornaments.

Though her neck and shoulders were refreshingly bare, they were adorned with a platinum necklace set with numerous diamonds, lending an air more elegant and refined than alluring.

The moment the robe slipped off and the long, veiled skirt unfurled downward with a soft rustle, the crowd burst into exclamations of awe.

“What a spectacle! Such luxury for a prisoner of a fallen nation! They say the Mad Dog of Grand Bazaar never misses a chance!”

“The Moon Goddess of Caleb is truly breathtaking…! More beautiful than Amira! Blessings upon her!”

“I must burn incense to Ignis today. Calende is so lovely—he’ll surely be jealous.”

Hearing the people’s cheers, Latifa couldn’t help but feel secretly proud, lifting the corners of her lips.

‘Honestly, even Hades would be stunned at this level.’

—Hap! Hap! Hap!

Only after Latifa removed her robe did the dancers’ powerful shouts begin, accompanied by the rapid shaking of gourds.

At the sound of music, as if something had begun, Latifa stretched out one hand as Asti and Luhan had taught her, palm turned upward toward the sky.

As her white hand cut through the blazing sunlight and rose, Asti heaved herself onto the altar, turned to face the crowd, showed the back of her right hand, and cried out loudly:

“Latifa Glacia, come from the Empire! As Princess of Grand Bazaar, I hereby declare you an adult with the desert people’s full respect, and in the name of Asti Basil, I bestow upon you the royal blessing!”

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