Esme - POV
My heart is racing with worry, not with a good feeling at all. I had to extend my hand as a curtsy; King Vorn kissed the back of it, and faint murmurs I could hear clearly thanks to my training with my dragon and my astute hearing.
"Why did King Vorn kiss Lady Esme's hand?" one asked the other.
"You look beautiful, Lady Esme," he said, with a smile on his face.
"Thank you, King Vorn," I said, with a curtsy bow. Courtiers murmured.
"Why is she alone and not with her husband?" one of the courtiers, a lady, asked another.
King Vorn ignored Merina, and my father's face twisted in anger, but he hid it. Merina, who dressed up in a matching outfit with King Vorn, was being ignored like she was not his fiancée, and King Vorn stood next to me, speaking to me about the business of the duchy. I didn't have enough depth of knowledge to keep the conversation going.
I could feel eyes pricking my skin.
