Celeste felt like she could puke her guts out any second. Her stomach felt clammy, her hands were shaking she felt incredibly dizzy too. Though she could blame that on all the sharp turns Ben was making them take. Was the castle always this huge? It felt like they would never reach the council room. Ben was hurrying along the corridor and Celeste was quick on his heels. With every step she could, she could feel her resolve crumble.
You've made up your mind, She told herself. No turning back now.
But still, the mere thought of bursting into a council uninvited with all the attention fixed on her was making her feel sick. She could imagine how everyone would glare at her, what they'de think of her. Rude, uncivilized, reckless... Would her Uncle be ad too? Would he be disappointed? Shou
