Mona stood in front of the mirror in her chamber, staring at her reflection.
Her fingers tapped lightly against the wooden dresser as her mind raced.
The voting was just a few hours away, and the uncertainty gnawed at her.
She had done everything she could, secured alliances, made silent threats, and even tried to strike a deal with Theo and Kimberly.
Yet, she was walking into this without full control. That thought alone irritated her beyond words.
*Lucian… that little boy thinks he can take my throne?* she scoffed internally, running a hand through her dark hair.
A knock came at her door, snapping her out of her thoughts.
"Come in," she said, straightening her posture.
One of her maids, came to inform her that she had a visitor and it was Steve.
*Steve, what has he come to do at my place?* Mona questioned herself in her thoughts, as she looked surprised.
"Okay, let him in my secret chamber... I will meet him here." Mona ordered.
