Chapter 53 First Supper

*Ana*

As we enter the great hall, I immediately dash my eyes around the room. There are many tables full of new faces. Many have come to celebrate Nicoli’s fifth birthday. But to my dismay, I can’t find the two people I want to see most.

“They aren’t here yet?” I meant to whisper, but Mykhol must have heard me as he leaned.

“Who’s not here?” Mykhol went with a look to the room. “Are you looking for someone?”

“I- yes, the main table.” It is where the royal family should sit. I realize with a look at the room. It’s the only table that remains bare.

“It’s empty.”

“Oh them,” Mykhol immediately scoots his chair up to me.

“I’m sure they’ll be coming.” Mykhol goes with a wave of his hand. He is so calm despite everything. I envy how he can be so composed at a time like this. I wish I could be because I am anything but.

I feel as though I am on pins and needles. My breath seems to keep catching in my throat. I must tell myself to breathe and stay steady. But that’s easier said a