11. Rolph

Amara POV

As I sat down at the table, I felt as if the life was being squeezed out of me by the gown. Corsets are out of style these days, but the gowns that are worn are tightly laced in the back, just like a corset would be. I will never understand why any woman would ever wear such a thing.

Sebastian walked in and joined me, sitting at the end of the table, and I was next to him around the corner.

It was silent for the longest time. Mainly because I couldn’t hold enough breath to speak. Though, I’m still embarrassed about the whole situation outside..

As we were finishing up, Sebastian looked at me.

“What’s wrong?” He asked, furrowing his brows slightly.

“It’s hard to breathe.” I said, moving around to hopefully loosen the laces. He let out a sigh and stood up, then walked over to me.

“Stand.” He said. I pushed back the chair slightly and stood up, just as he asked. Why does he want me to stand?

I was surprised when he moved the chair and stood behind me.

“I will tell Kleo not to