EVIE
The hallways that were going to the Royal Chancery were as extravagant as the other parts of the Palace.
Lovely paintings of the different areas in Edin were hanging on the enormous walls.
However, the lady that was walking along its marble floors hoped that she was more beautiful than them all.
Evie's hands continued to fumble clumsily on her off-shoulder white chiffon short dress. She wasn't used to wearing clothes like that. But she has a mission to do.
*Sneeze*
Her nose wrinkled as her high-heeled shoes thudded along the floor. The perfume that Joyce put on her was too fragrant for her.
Even the fake eyelashes that she put on her were too heavy. It's making her sleepy.
'This will just be quick,' she yawned. And as she did so, she tried to smell her breath, hoping that the steak that she ate a while ago would not be obvious as she spoke.