"Kiara, tell them I’m not lying," I cut her off, staring straight into her eyes until I saw her give in.
"Kiara, is that true?" Monica pressed. "Because if it is, you’d be saving the asses of a lot of people who’ve worked their tails off on this festival."
Everyone stared at Kiara’s face, splashed in colored lights.
I had no idea what spell they were using, but even with the music blaring, we could hear each other perfectly.
"Yeah, she’s the prince’s other Seraphina. But she’s a troublemaker."
"Wonderful, let’s get you to wardrobe!"
"Savannah, you’re going to get in so much trouble!"
Kiara’s roar echoed behind me while Monica dragged me toward backstage.
Behind us they were setting up the show that was coming next.
A show for everyone, sure, but mine was for one audience only: to
