Lyra's POV
I couldn't help but smile, my eyes sparkling with unshed tears of happiness. The applause that followed was thunderous, echoing and bouncing off the walls of the auditorium. It sounded as if there was a stampede but nope, it was a clap. Claps and shouts of happiness, compared to the hate and spite that I had once felt towards the man who stood behind me.
I tried my best not to cry to not ruin the makeup that the maids had painstakingly gone through to make me look pretty today.
Dimitri pulled me close. I whispered, "I swear, I could still see some confusion over the faces in the crowd, probably wondering why my name had changed.”
He pulled me close, his voice a tender murmur for only me to hear. "Tonight, Alyssa, you are not only the victor of the ceremony but also the qu
