#Chapter 235: We Should Run

That night, the King and Queen finally made an appearance at the night’s formal dinner. They greeted Bridget like a doting set of parents would, hugging her and kissing her cheek. Nicholas and Julian were right there with them. The rest of us candidates were already inside the dining room waiting and forced to watch. “God, I’m going to be sick,” Tiffany said. She put her elbows on the table and dropped her head into her hands. Veronica awkwardly patted her shoulder. Bridget and the royal family entered the dining room like some kind of royal parade. The King and Queen took their usual seats. Nicholas and Julian stayed standing as they counted the chairs. None of us candidates had made room for Bridget to sit down. It seemed that was to be decided now. “Where should I sit?” Bridget asked with innocent wide eyes. There were plenty of empty seats at the table. She could just as easily take one as her own. She batted her eyelashes at Nicholas and Julian. Both men moved at once. The