“You are saying you wish to run for office?” James’s voice was skeptical.
“Yes.” I bit my lip and took in a deep breath. I let it out with a puff before continuing. “But not just any office. The one that can truly affect change.” I clasped his hands. “Do you remember the night Demosthenes instructed us to come to New York? He said I was named for a queen and that I would become queen of this land. James, it’s time. I want to run for president.”
