Inside, I felt like the world was completely off balance and I could lose my composure at the slightest unexpected turn.
I had hardly slept for days and my emotions were strung tightly.
Before I could respond, the sound of voices echoing down the hall reached us. The press conference was about to begin.
Alexander exhaled and took a step back, slipping seamlessly into his composed, unreadable expression. I straightened my shoulders, doing my best to mirror his confidence.
“Ready?” he asked.
No. Not even close.
But I nodded anyway. “Let’s go.”
And together, we walked toward whatever came next.
The press conference was chaos.
We stood at the edge of the crowd, the bright lights of the cameras making everything feel surreal. The king was positioned at the
