Marianna’s POV
I tried not to look too overwhelmed when we entered the hall with Alarick, who during the ride managed to make quite a good impression on me. He was spoiled and a bit arrogant, but he wasn’t a bad person and treated me and Welma with respect and tried to raise my confidence.
All this sparkling and dazzling glamour of the great hall overwhelmed me. The Chant mansion that amazed me earlier couldn’t even be compared to it. I was just a modest girl from the suburbs and wasn’t ready for it now and probably never would be. I wasn’t a girl who dreamt about becoming a celebrity.
But that wasn’t the worst thing. There were all these auras, that were examining mine, as if they were trying to determine my rank. They focused on me the moment I showed and I somehow was sure that Alari
