Chapter 94

Deimos POV

I am in my nicest black suit, pacing outside of the bathroom door. The water in the sink has been running for what feels like forever. Elizabeth can’t possibly still be brushing her teeth. It has been at least ten minutes.

I knock lightly on the bathroom door. “Princess,” I call out. “We are running behind.”

“I am coming,” Elizabeth calls out, but she sounds breathless. “Just a few more minutes.”

“We don’t have a few more minutes,” I try not to sound irritated. “We are already late.”

“Okay,” Elizabeth says as she opens the bathroom door.

Her face is flushed, and her lipstick is smeared. Her eyes are bloodshot, and her hair is falling out of the fancy updo.

I must be making an odd face because Elizabeth quickly checks her reflection. She pulls her hair down and runs her fingers through the blonde tendrils, trying to calm the frizz. She wipes the lipstick from her lips and puts on a fresh coat.

“Better?” She asks with a little bit of attitude.

“Are yo