As Kieran stood, he brushed the front of his suit off. He buttoned it, watching as the selected girls left, as he was expected to do. He waved to kiko as she caught his eye, and then he proceeded to wave as the rest of them left because they seemed to expect it. he was all smiles as he went backstage, when his father approached him. he adjusted kieran’s collar, as he always seemed to do, even when it was perfect, and commented on what an excellent job he’d done on the report. Aw, how sweet. Kieran could vomit. When the king was done, he was next approached by jessia, who flippantly told him Camille asked her to ask him to head toward the bay window. He didn’t see Camille anywhere and had no idea why she would ask for such a thing, but he was too angry and annoyed to think too hard about it, so he just did as his sister said.
It shouldn’t have surprised him. it really and truly shouldn’t have. But when he came around the corner and liv was standing there, he was pretty sure he almost had a heart attack. Then, of course, she was being rude and belligerent, like she was accusing him of something. he scoffed. ”excuse me, but this is my home, and I can go anywhere I like whenever I like,” he pointed out reasonably. Now why in the fucking world would Camille tell him to come over here. unless… unless she’d sent Olivia here first. Which, of course, made sense. If Camille really was coaching here, which seemed more and more likely. But why would Camille be doing that? what was in it for her?