I had no idea why I was feeling the amount of nervousness that I was currently feeling.
What was so difficult about asking the Queen whether or not I would be able to attend my brothers wedding, all the way on the other side of the world, all the way on the Continent? The answer should have been so simple, that it should have been nothing at all. But instead, the difficult part, was actually getting to the asking.
I was currently on my way to the throne room, and even though I wasn’t actually there yet, even though I wasn’t anywhere near facing the Queen, I found that I was scared beyond measure. It was as if Marcels words had started to haunt me, taunting me in the process too.
My footsteps were slow and measured as I made my way down the hallway, every step closer feeling like it w
