Cold sweat immediately formed on the back of my neck. Shit. Shit. She knew. The Queen actually knew. How?
Did she seriously predict I'd try something like that? Was it that obvious? Damn it…
I swallowed hard and slowly lifted my gaze toward the royal platform. Queen Mia was already looking directly at me. Then, somehow, she smiled warmly. That made it even worse.
My entire body tensed. Oh, this was bad. Really bad.
I quickly looked away before she noticed the panic written all over my face.
Winning.
Winning was the only option now.
"Oh, fuck," I muttered under my breath. "Fuck, fuck."
Ken stopped cheering and looked at me with confusion. "Huh?"
"N-nothing," I replied quickly, swallowing hard. "Let's just do this."
"A-alright." He blinked once, then grinned nervously. "You actually look fired up now. I like that."
Fired up wasn't the word I'd use. Terrified sounded more accurate.
