We walked in.
Me, remembering everything again from my lessons, making sure my posture is perfect and I nod and smile gratefully. My mind is going a million miles an hour as Matteo is in his work mode. Stone face, back straight, an air of arrogance and power swirling around him.
Everything surprisingly goes smoothly. We walked through the crowd, stopping to talk continuously.
Every time someone asks Matteo for a quiet word, he agrees and then proceeds to take me with him to the other people's shock. Yes, there have also been a couple of annoyed looks as well but they quickly masked it.
“You don’t have a problem speaking in front of your Queen as well, do you?” Matteo would confront them straight away, not missing the look.
They always come back acting shocked. Pretending they would
