CLIO
Trying to recollect her thoughts, Clio went to the library. Its tranquil ambiance and the world through knowledge surrounding her has always been a haven for her.
As she sat down with a book in hand, she flipped open the pages of the book that she was currently reading.
The events that took place last night were all vague to her. But as she saw a picture in the book, all of them came rushing to her mind.
A flush crept along Clio's cheeks as the details about what happened last night flashed back right at her.
Thinking about how the King would deal with her, she allowed gravity to pull her head down to the table. "I'm screwed," she muttered at herself.
As she closed her eyes, she recalled the harsh exchanges of words between her and the King and Lady Evie.
'A sister? That's what he thought of me?' she glared at the gold sequins on her skirt while her hair cascaded down the table, covering her face and her body.