**Clarissa’s POV**
Kent didn't give me any heads up regarding the crown prince's arrival. I'm mildly disappointed and nervous at the same time. My legs have gone rigid, and Kent is saying something, expecting me to answer, but I swear I can't focus on anything right now. My nerves are spiraling out of control.
Prince Corrigan's smile makes my stomach flip, and I feel a tic. Cold chills run through my arms, urging me to scratch my whole existence, but I resist. I have to maintain composure in this critical moment. I can't afford to look or sound foolish.
"Are you okay, princess?" Kent asks, both of them fixing their gaze on me.
No, I'm not okay. I feel like the world is closing in on me, and I can't breathe. I'm about to trip over my own feet because I'm a nervous wreck. I wish the grou
