Dinner is served in an extravagant room, decked out in riches and bold colors, much like everything else in this glittering submarine.
It almost feels like a sparkly prison.
The air is thick, and I see so many faces staring at me when they think I'm not watching. It's almost in slow motion as I see each face, each look, and whisper. I know they are sizing me up, picturing me as their next queen. Or, the queen that will keep the allies secure, preserving the peace.
I can't tell if they approve or not.
But I raise my chin anyway, keeping my breathing easy.
I curse. I'm seated directly across from Raine, and it's like watching a giant tiger sit in front of me. Don't show him fear, the man can probably smell it. Brayja is to my right and his cousin to my left, thankfully giving me somethi
