Bella watched as prince Phillip finally made his way to their table. She tried her best to smile, but she wished she could remove herself from the table. She wanted nothing to do with him.
But she knew he was coming there for Marian, finally giving her his attention.
“Here he comes,” Lady Natalie whispered softly, creating an expectant tension at the table. The whole table froze, and then turned as one towards him. He smiled brightly, looking so handsome that the ladies sighed as one. Bella could understand why, even though she didn’t want to. Prince Phillip was handsome and finely clothed. Even she couldn’t deny that. She just wished he was an honest person too.
Marian released a nervous whimper the closer he got to the table. She clutched Bella’s hand tightly.
“Just breathe,”
