Sanaya’s P.O.V
“Have you packed everything?” My mother handed me a steaming mug of coffee as she took a seat at the edge of my bed.
“Yes…I think so.” I sighed but gladly accepted the coffee and took a gulp of it, burning the roof of my tongue. I couldn’t help it; I was stressed!
“So…I might be able to help but is this just a ‘little outing with friends’ like you told me or is it something else.” My mother raised an eyebrow at me and I knew very well that she already knew this was no outing with friends.
“It’s Lancelin’s coronation.” I confessed.
“Ah!” Mother exclaimed. “So that’s what all this preparation is about! Oh dear! You’re going to a coronation! Show me what you’ve packed. You’ll need the best dresses you can get your hands on.”
“I’m very sure Lancelin has that covered, mother.” I paused to look at her face. “You seem awfully fine with me engaging with an Incubus…” I told her suspiciously.