Controlling Narrative

Jessamyn wasn't fooled. She had seen this act before, knew exactly what lay beneath the surface. The challenge now was to expose Imogen for what she truly was without causing a scandal that would reverberate through the entire kingdom.

Jessamyn glanced at Jerrick, his eyes still dark with anger, but there was a glint of trust in them as well. He trusted her to navigate this treacherous path, to protect their future.

Taking a deep breath, Jessamyn fixed Imogen with a calm, steady gaze. "A humble dancer, you say?" she began, her voice smooth and unyielding. "And yet, you've found your way back to us, at such a convenient time. Tell me, Imogen, what do you truly seek?"