I nodded my head, gave a quick nod to King Cyrus to give him my respects, and turned to escort Fiona back to her room. She didn’t say anything in the elevator, and she swayed on her feet when the doors opened. Seeing that she was about to collapse, I scooped her up and carried her to her room.
“Addison? How is Daisy?”
“Sound asleep. I snuck her down to see the dancing, and when we came back up, she danced herself into a coma.”
We’d asked the betas to rotate looking after her so everyone could experience the ball.
“The ball is breaking up. It ended on a rather violent note.”
“So we heard. Briggs and I will stay with her tonight. You don’t need to worry.”
I didn’t. The betas were wonderful, and I trusted every single one of them with Daisy. Not to mention that she loved them.
“I’m exh
