Marina’s POV
“It’s time,” Cory walked into my room as I looked at myself in the mirror. I’m wearing an all red jumpsuit that sinches at my waist. My mom and I designed the one earlier this year since I didn’t want to wear a dress. I wanted something that symbolized me, and being able to kick some ass in this outfit definitely symbolizes me.
Minas was bawling as he did my hair, he was devastated my mom couldn’t be there.
I stood at the top of the stairs, waiting to go down to the grand room. There was hardly any time to plan anything; there was no one official from any other court. Our court was scrambling to cancel plans and show up, I doubt even half the grand room will be filled.
We’ve been trying to reach Mihail, but it seems no one in my direct family will watch me become the Alph
