Judy's POV

Irene and I were both still; etiquette lessons were forgotten for the time being, and all either of us could focus on was Irene Blackwell. She was as beautiful as ever in her sleek black dress and her midnight black hair.

Irene was the first one out of her stupor; she blinked and then smiled up at Selene before taking a step in front of me like she was trying to shield Selene from me.

“We were in the middle of our etiquette lessons," Irene told her, trying hard not to sound rude, but a twinge of it escaped her tone anyway.

"I don't mean to interrupt," Selene said softly. "Perhaps I could offer you some assistance."

"I think we have it handled," Irene said sharply. "Is there something we can do for you, Mrs. Blackwell?"

"I was actually hoping to speak with Judy," Selene said again, her eyes shifting to meet mine. "If you'll just give me a few minutes of your time."

“Anything you have to say to Judy, you can say it in front of me, too,” Irene said, folding her arms across her chest.

“Irene—” I start, but Selene beats me to it.

"It concerns a dream that I had last night,” she said, her eyes leveling with mine, and a knowing glint was hidden in them.

A dream.

I felt frozen in my place as I stared back at her; could she mean that she's been having the same dreams that I had? Or were they something different?

“A dream?” Irene scoffed, rolling her eyes. "You're interrupting our lessons because you had a dream?”

assure you, I wouldn't

It's only a couple of months away, along with her wedding. If we don't get this down,

say?"

does, of

entirety

him to do in that case. He can't force them to support her, or he'll have nobody

was coming from a place of love, but I needed to speak to

about this..." Selene started.

Irene frowned.

She asked. "Do you not think I'm capable? I've been training my whole life for

find you more than

Irene. But I am

met

subject mean no disrespect. I'm sure

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her etiquette, but

teach her more."

the last I checked, you are not a

turned to her, my mouth hanging open. She sounded just like those mean girls earlier in the

I

Irene scowled at me.

don't trust her,” she

the right to be

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