Chapter 247

• Standing straight, my throat seems dry but I have to pull myself together. Why am I sweating? What is it that I’m not getting here? My head is spinning, full of thoughts that I can’t handle. This isn’t normal. Why am I reacting this way?
• Acceptance. This is where I should reach.
• She is here, the Empress is about to come down her carriage. We all are facing the ground out of respect for her holy figure. I sigh, knowing that I will stand up and greet her first. I raise my head and meet her dark eyes. I swear, I can see my reflection in them. Her dark hair is a beautiful addition inside the cold north, while her pale skin seems it’s made out of porcelain.