My cheeks heated as I drove my hand through the bag Prince Pharon was holding. The number I drew out of this bag would determine which female I was to be partnered with for the exhibition mating event. Prince Pharon had informed us that we would perform in pairs. There would be thirteen performances in total.
To say I was nervous was an understatement. I hadn't performed since my mother died ten years ago. I hadn't even sung to myself since then.
I was hoping that I could politely bow out of the participating in the event for that reason. After all, what female, other than me, wouldn't want the opportunity to exhibit alone when she could?
My fingers closed around the final slip of paper in the bag and slowly I drew it out. Unfolding it, I saw the number four written on the paper.
"I- I am looking forward to your performance, Miss Adamare." Prince Pharon said reassuringly.
