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80: Golden Sweetheart
Jillie
I sat in the front row with Jarren and about fifteen guards surrounding us. It was the first time we’d ever had to have protection around us, other than our royal wedding. Well, it was the first time that I could actually see them. Jarren informed me that they were there every time we went out or I went out without him and other people around. It was cold in the building, and even with all of the people surrounding me, it was still freezing, probably because their body temperatures were in the fifties.
Jarren took off his suit jacket and gave it to me. I nestled into it and lay my head on his shoulder. For some reason, I had thought the Golden Sweetheart Awards would be like something you see on television, and in a way, I guess it was. Everyone nominated for something sat down to a n
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