Sadie POV
We made our way down to the ballroom. Thorn held on to my arm tightly, as though he was worried I would try to make my escape. I grimaced and bore it, nodding to the guards who swept open the door and bowed to me respectfully. The chatter of the people inside the ballroom ceased as everyone turned in the midst of their discussions to stare, wide-eyed as Thorn led me inside, looks of curiosity and disdain on some of their faces. I felt my hands shaking. My father looked towards me and motioned for us to join him at the stage where the orchestra had been set up. Thorn gave a pleasant smile and tugged me, dragging me towards him and a glum-looking, Chelsea.
"Your Highness" greeted Thorn, dipping into a low bow.
"Father," I said warmly, curtseying as best I could in my ball dres
