"You don't have to go if you don't want to," Marx whispered to her while glaring at Fiona.
Dave and Julienne gave Amaya an anxious look. Even Stephane and the Student Council President glanced at Amaya with worry on their faces.
"Come on, Lireyan. Give your Princess encouragement and a show of support!" Fiona rallied the audience to chant and clap their hands. She was really good at turning the mood of the audience into a frenzy.
"Princess! Princess! Princess!" The chants were ear-piercing.
Amidst the deafening sound of the shouts and claps, Princess Amaya stood and took graceful strides to the stage. Marx accompanied her letting her hold the crook of his arm.
He waited until Amaya reached the top of the platform after climbing five steps of the stairs before he went back to his seat.
Fiona who was standing with an elegant poise on the stage narrowed her eyes fleetingly before she plastered a practiced smile on her face and greeted Amaya.
