Chapter forty-one

Emily’s POV

When we returned to our seats, I couldn't use concentrate on anything else that was going on around me, not that it made a difference.

From time to time, I could feel the king’s gaze on me, it made me uncomfortable and what was worse was that when I looked up, I couldn't find any trace of Father but I could tell he was lurking around somewhere in the dark ready to pounce on me like some sort of rabid animal at any moment. He had already done that for more than half the years of my existence.

My heart was thumping erratically inside my chest, I was having trouble focusing. I was starting to feel dizzy and I stopped moving.

“I. I n..need to use the... the restroom.” I stuttered miserably and I hurried off without waiting for his response.

I could feel a few curious glances on me as I made that dramatic getaway.

It took forever because it was a big building, and I found it hard to locate the restroom and when I finally did, I rushed in hoping that it would drown my anxiety.