Taking my leave into the hallway, Joelle was already waiting outside the door for me. “So how did it go?” She probed, the second we were out of earshot from my father’s study. I let out a deep sigh and her shoulders dropped, knowing that was about as negative an answer as she could get. I continued walking down the hall though, heading back towards my room to prepare for the afternoon ahead of me. I was going to be a good sport about this. No more temper tantrums and fleeing when my emotions reared their ugly head. I was a future queen after all, even if I would have to fall at the side of a king. I would do what was best for my people.
I pushed opened my bedroom doors, strolling in until I was standing directly in front of my mirror. Finn’s sweater was folded up on the chair in the corne
