#Chapter 278 Interview

Grace A nervous flutter danced in my stomach as I smoothed out the wrinkles on my blazer. I'd rather be orienting all the students, including the bright-eyed Westridge students, but Xavier and Amira swore up and down that this was for the best. Charles leaned into my office and grinned. "Nervous?" I rested my hand on the courting band. He closed the door and my stomach jolted. "I have to meet her five minutes." He laughed. "Get your head out of the gutter." He pulled a box out of his pocket and nudged me toward the bathroom. "A good luck charm is all," he said and pulled out something that glittered. It looked like a net of diamonds and silver. He gathered my hair into a thick braid and kissed my head. "It's beautiful..." I smiled. "Cecil would love it." "It was my mother's." I gasped and looked up at him. He smiled. "Elara gave it to me for you. Consider yourself formally accepted." He kissed my cheek. "Now, go talk to the silly reporter like royalty." He left before I coul