Expectations

The morning was a blur and I wasn’t sure if it was because of how many hands were on me perfecting my dress but also the fact that the High Priestess had pretended as if nothing had even happened yesterday. I could see through some of the smiles and nods as I passed by the priestess of the house that many approved with a few glares here and there that I couldn’t help but laugh at. Most of those priestesses were either very young or the ones that had never really spoken to me my entire life so that was easy to do.

I tried to stick to being stiff as a board and not letting my mind wander even when I was being poked and measured. I just wasn’t sure why there was so much that needed attention. Once the morning of being fitted again was over there was the awkward lunch with the High Priestess. Neither of us said much but she did have a few words that let her believe she was in control. After my night with Laura last night and the loving pats on my shoulder as she helped me deal with