MIRA
I move to the table with the beverages and slowly walk along it pretending that I am choosing, but in reality, I am checking the room and people inside of it. Lord Derwood is nowhere to be seen. Lord Dargen is not here as well. Which is probably for the best.
I notice that the lords are standing in groups and no girls are yet next to them. Lady Cecilia did tell us not to initiate contact because they hate this kind of behavior. I can’t hide the grin that’s forming on my face however much I try to.
“Something funny, lady Mira?”, familiar voice breaks into my mind and I see Derrien pouring wine at the opposite end of the table.
“Nothing funny, lord Derwood”, I curtsy and almost snort. Gods, I need to learn to lie better.
“Oh really?”, he raises his brow at me and smirks,
