[Evelyn’s POV]
The personal fitting with Claire had gone off without any further issues. Once Alexander had left, much of the tension had gone with him.
Claire offered me a kind, reassuring smile. “Don’t worry,” she said. “I’m going to make sure that you’re the best-looking Luna at that gathering.”
I tried to return her smile but my worry toward the gathering was just too great to ignore. Honestly, when all of it was said and done, the dress didn’t matter. Nor the shoes. Nor the jewelry.
Anyone could look like they belonged at a Luna gathering. It all depended on the clothes one would wear.
Dressing the part was one thing...However, acting the part of the sophisticated and dependable Luna was a complete other.
This wasn’t just any other gathering. The royal family was the one host
