Chapter 473: Consensus

Though Celeste made a retreat, Demetrius still hung close, eyes watching her as she rounded the corner at the end of the hall before he did a happy dance, spinning in place.

"So, good news?" I started to follow Celeste, Charlotte behind me and he quickly kept pace.

"Very, very," he said. Danced again. Clapped his hands before covering his mouth with them, eyes huge. "Quietly," he whispered.

Right. He scampered off before I could comment I wasn't the loud one in our little conversation. I decided to take it slow, even though I wanted to run to the throne room and thank the Queens for their questionable hospitality before blowing this place.

Despite-or maybe because of-Demetrius's enthusiasm, my gut told me it wouldn't be so easy.

If I had real doubts, they were answered by the look on Mom's face the moment I entered the throne room and began my parade down the center carpet. From Sebastian's grim expression to Sunny's tight-lipped anger, Uncle Frank's crossed arms and even Margaret