33. The speech

Caesar's pov

I stood there on the top of the stairs and watched her walk so confidently, her head held up high and I wanted to strangle every man in that building who looked at her with a hunger so evident.

Then she walked towards the mic and adjusted it. A strand of hair fell on her face and she tucked it behind her ear, cleared her throat at the same time.

"Uhmmm...." She trailed casually as every one else would. "This might be awkward because this is my first time to stand in front of a very large congregation as this." She laughed lightly to ease the tension and nervousness but that made everyone crack along with her.

"So ladies and gentlemen, please excuse my poor attempt. I greet you all."

"We greet you back." They responded joyously.

That only boosted her courage, I knew it from how her eyes lit up.

"I don't know where to start, leave alone what to say, and I think I'm starting to sound like a nuisance... blubbering mess." Everyone bursted out laughing.

At the moment I was sta