Junia's pov
"Twenty Two contestants are moving to the next Trial" Ignara said to Ashmaris, who nodded.
We are in the carriage heading home,I can't help but think about what Ashmaris said about me tricking the fire.
Have I perfected hiding my emotions?
"Junia?" Ignara called, I turned to her.
"Yes"
"I have been trying to get your attention for a while now and you were lost in thoughts" she smiled.
"I am just reminiscing about the day, it went smooth" I answered.
"Do you want to join I and Ashmaris for dinner?" Ignara asked, my gaze landed on Ashmaris who was already looking at me.
I averted my gaze, "I would like too."
A crazy idea came into my mind.
Because I want revenge for embarrassing me. I remembered the red dress that I picked from the seamstress, Ignara had called.
'You should put it on for the dinner' Lia whispered, my lips spread into small smile.
"Okay that will great, we can probably celebrate your passing of the trial" Ignara said.
"Yes, we can,"
