Anxiety is terrible

Within a few minutes, people started gathering around the man who clicks his champagne glass with the fork. Of course he wasn't going to do an announcement by himself, Gorius forced him into this. I see his back that faces me while straightening mine too, the swarm of ladies look at him as though he is their beloved idol upon the slight elevation by two steps from the ground.

"Good morning, ladies. As you know, there is only one of you amongst all who will be calling themselves a Queen real soon. We can't predict the future, but let me announce to you this," The man as I was listening very intently holds his hand out for me to take. His prince-charming gaze upon me which sparkles differently than when he looks at others makes me feel the butterflies in my tummy.

Or maybe it's the stage fear.

Anyway, I take his hand and see the moods of people around us turning bitter and sour and every hated flavor of distaste. I do catch up on a few words like, "She's human, I've heard. Gosh, she's s