Yennefer arrived at the royal hall, and a deep breath exited her nose as she stood in front of the door.
The glares and the hateful eyes she will be getting today will be unimaginable, considering her awful reputation and how everyone views her.
A long deep breath exited her nose, and once the royal announcer announced her presence, she grabbed a hold of her dress, then watched as the door was pushed open.
She raised her head and ambled inside, halting immediately as all eyes fell on her, just the way she had expected.
But the weird thing was the fact that their eyes were not filled with hate, but rather an awe, attraction, and admiration.
'What is going on?' She asked herself and looked down at her dress, fearing that something may have happened to it, or she was wearing something that she shouldn't have worn.
[Is that her?]
[Heavens, she looks so beautiful]
[Wait a minute, is that her? She looks really pretty, unlike what I imagined]
