After returning to the ballroom, they could hear the orchestra playing vibrantly in the background while the people merrily dance to the tunes.
When Ivy saw the people dancing, her immediate thought was imagining her Prince dancing with the Princess, and they would look at each other with a loving gaze while the public look at them with jealous eyes.
She hated that thought, but the fear of seeing it grew even more as she steps further into the ballroom.
"Are you okay?" Gregory asks concernedly as he could feel her hands shaking as he escorted her in.
"Y-ya. I'm okay." She says, then took a deep breath and reminded herself of her resolution.
[For - Happily Ever After -] she thought as she pursed her lips determinedly and moved forward to face reality.
[As long as he is happy, my happiness won't matter.]
Ivy escorted the Queen to her seat on the second floor, where all the royals gathered.