Everyone’s attention cast away from me when a voice from the outside says,
“Her Majesty and His Highness have arrived!”
We all turn to the squealing doors and curtsy as Queen Esther and Prince Giannis enter. Prince Giannis’ presence cramps my chest and hampers my breathing, but I try to appear cool and collected to avoid humiliating myself like I did yesterday.
Once they walk past us, we turn to the platform at the rear side of the hall. Queen Esther sits on her throne while Prince Giannis stands tall next to her. I can’t describe Prince Giannis’ expression or body language coz I decline to look or even glance at him. However, Queen Esther doesn’t seem happy with something. There are edgy lines on her face and there’s a displeasure screaming from her golden eyes.
A sharp sigh gets of
