Chapter 85

• || SANCIA'S POV ||
• The grand ballroom was a whirlwind of elegance, gilded chandeliers casting a golden glow over the finely dressed guests who moved like waves in a sea of chatter and music. I adjusted the hem of my dress, taking in the splendor with a mix of awe and impatience. Valeria stood beside me, looking stunning as always, though her fidgeting fingers betrayed her unease.
• “This is going to be fine,” I whispered to her, nudging her arm gently. “It’s just a meeting. Smile, nod, and we’ll be out of here before you know it.”