Chapter 19

The room fell silent at her entrance. All gazes fell on her and her breath caught in her throat. Clenching her fists, she raised her head even higher, taking uniformed steps to the end. The air of regality clinging to her like a cloak, she refused to give them the satisfaction of seeing her unnerved. She could feel their piercing gaze on her but she tried her best not to shrink from it. Her eyes searching and falling on Dexter who was sitting at his throne. He looked furious but their eyes met and his gaze softened. She took in a deep breath, relief flooding her like a wave.

Murmurs broke out as she walked, their snide remarks drifting to her ears. Not her business, she repeated over and over to herself, tuning them out. Her job was to get the Dexter. After what seemed like forever, she finally got to his side. He stood to his feet, closing in on the last few steps. Once again, he reached out his hands to pull her up and she placed her hand in his. He reached it up to his