And Then There Were Four (Lilith Carrie)

Chapter 186: Prince Finnick

Cassie.

Perfection. It's a word thrown around a lot, but at the end of the day, I don't think anyone knows what the fucking word means. Instead, they throw around their own personal ideas of what they think it means and try to claim it as the only truth.

Fucking fascists.

"Cassie?' The slow, hesitant tone of Ansley caught me by surprise, and as I looked up from where I was buckling the strap on my shoe, I raised a brow in question before straightening myself, making sure I looked the part of fascist perfection.

'Good morning, Ansley. I'll be eating breakfast in the hall today. I have business to attend to."

It was unlike me to do something like this, and the fact that I was even up early made her lips part, and her eyes widen as she nodded her head. 'Oh-okay. Um, I'll let them know-”

"No. Don't tell them anything."

Ansley looked more than confused, but in silence, she nodded her head and went about her usual activities of taking care of my room. I didn't abuse my status over her like so many others had, and just because I had been warned about the girl, I didn't want to believe that she was like them.

Ansley was a sweet girl... but at times, I wondered if she was actually going to be loyal to me.

Perhaps I was having my own doubts about her, but I wouldn't know until she slipped up and gave me something to be untrustworthy about. I only hoped she would prove me wrong, and that would never happen.

Satisfied with my appearance, I let a heavy breath escape me as I nodded to myself in the mirror with approval of my choice in appearance. I was prepared to go down there today and show them what kind of person I was. Not just opinionated but capable of taking them all on.

Making my way from my room with my heels tapping against the cold flooring, I headed towards the grand hall. My attire today... black dress pants, a royal blue blouse with black swirls on it, and black heels that reminded me of my Jimmy Choos I had back home.

I had worked all summer for those damn shoes, and they never made it here.

No doubt my little sister had stolen them... she was always quite the thief.

I heard was coming from the open hall door that signaled everyone was in attendance and enjoying themselves. Part of me was nervous walking in there after how I had acted last night, but the other part was eager to

to have to make sure my entrance was epic, and straightening my shoulders, I held my head high and stepped forward around the corner into the glimmering hall to see the two long fifty foot tables decorated with foods of all kinds... not

have been hesitant... uncomfortable even. Not this time,

his voice as his eyes

was no way her brother would move, but if I was going to start somewhere,

would only make sense that I make an

a small hug. The hug itself definitely shocked him as I felt him stiffen under me and gently return the

my gaze to Solina and frowned. 'I think you're in the wrong seat, Solina. That seat is

the fae prince be sitting on the other side

and anger.

the table. "Cassie is right... Solina, you need to find another place to sit. As for the prince... I apologize for the confusion. Finnick, would you please take Mani's seat next to me? I

further down the table. The servants made quick of placing new dishes in front of me and making sure Finnick was situated across

take notice of the prince, and after the way I acted last night, I found myself feeling slightly foolish for my

instead spoke directly to Odin, giving me the chance to really take notice of him. I was definitely foolish to think less of him because, overall, he was a very attractive man. His onyx hair was pulled back into a ponytail on his head without a single strand out of place, and instead of the royal garment he wore last night, he had settled this morning for regular black

eyes I saw every time I looked into the mirror. The fact I had been caught watching him made me slightly blush,

I wanted to apologize for last night... I wasn't feeling very well." I was glad Odin's attention was on a pretty, bubbly redhead who was pouring liquid into a golden goblet for him. The sight of my grandfather groping the giggling girl was disgusting, but thankfully,

replied, furrowing his brow as he lifted his fork to his mouth, savoring the meat that was

being fucking serious right

called it that," I scoffed with a smile as I picked up my glass and lifted it to my lips, letting my eyes scan the rest of the table where various people sat eating and talking to each other. The laughter of their conversations filled the room

I would call it." Finnick laughed. “It

that I was

him chuckle. "Yes... well. I'm sure you will entertain me in more ways than one in

me to sputter as I choked slightly, causing the poor guy next to me to turn to me with

a moment before meeting Finnick's gaze again. "Well, I wouldn't be so sure about that. Regardless I do

"You really don't have any idea what