The woman’s gaze flitted towards the Prince in the crowd, silently hoping that he’d sweep her off her feet. Or at least save her from the situation on hand. She was forced into this position, back against the wall. But this was something that she had prepared for, so taking in a shaky breath. She would be ready. She met the Queen’s gaze and smiled at her.
She could do this!
“Well, I...” Alice found herself fiddling with her fingers, “I had met your son—” to keep with the script, or tell the truth, or half-truths? “Earlier than the hag-do event.” The joys of being paid to follow the story lines, it was tough but she couldn’t let him down.
“You did?” Katherine raised her brows, “I thought you guys... well Blake doesn’t tell me anything it seems.” she spooned some gelato into her mouth, c
