Fae Dick thought when the Selection of Prince Asher was announced that she should enter. She knew her family wouldn't be too thrilled at the prospect, but Fae was always known to do things spontaneously, and she was looking to get more out of her an...
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December 17th
10:10 a.m.
I shift from one foot to the other.
I lift my eyes to the rest of the room. Creed and Casey stand in front of all the reporters with their flashing lights as they attempt to speak. Everyone present is jamming her hand in the air in hopes they would be picked. Everyone is talking. Chatting amongst themselves. I know right from the start that I hate press conferences.
