#Chapter 202- Crowned

Fiona Today’s dress is even fancier than a few days ago. The lace bodice hugs my curves a bit too much for my liking and the bottom of the dress brushes the floor as I shift in my chair. I clench and unclench my fingers in my lap as I look around. I’m right in the front row, waiting for the coronation to start. “Nervous?” I jump at the sudden voce in my ear. Turning, I find Aaron standing slightly behind me with a grin on his face. “You can tell?” “Yeah, you look like you could bust a blood vessel just sitting here,” he says, taking a seat in the chair beside me. “Everything will be fine, Fiona. There’s nothing to be nervous about.” “Are you sure? I’ve never been to a coronation before, and I don’t want to do or say anything to mess this up for Ethan,” I tell him, glancing around. No one has come to me to say anything, and I’m not sure whether to be happy or upset about that. I don’t know if I’d know what to say to anyone, but I’d like to make the effort to mingl