[Vereena]
My face distorts into a perpetual grimace throughout the entirety of this ridiculous bonanza. Prince Tarquin never did leave my side, keeping my arms slung over his and the way my father beamed with pride to everyone as if he had not choked me earlier this day just to coerce me into showing up tonight makes my gut wretched with revolt.
"You're doing good, my lady." A low whisper came to my attention, snapping my trance towards the man sitting right next to me. Heavy gazes immediately shifted in our direction when the prince clamped his hand on top of mine for everyone to see.
