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‘Of course, Cormac,’ I reply. I know better than to provoke him this way, but I hate the way the rest of his team kowtows to him. I can only imagine the panic attack Enora would be having at this point.
‘You seem to have quite an effect on him,’ Erik murmurs, coming up beside me.
‘Cormac and I have an understanding.’
Erik raises an eyebrow. Clearly he’s got the wrong idea.
‘Don’t worry. It’s a death-threat thing.’
‘Oh,’ Erik says, ‘just that.’
The crews here are on their best behaviour, and I wonder if they’ve been prepped on the situation in Nilus. There’s no good-natured ribbing or unapproved questions. The interview runs as precisely as loom-work, and although the image shoot with Cormac is less than comfortable, it’s over quickly. He slides an arm around my waist, signalling me to cosy up to him. Standing this close together, I notice an antiseptic smell that hangs on him, covering up his cologne. It burns my eyes.
‘For the love of Arras, smile, sister,’ a broad-faced photographer calls from behind the snapping cameras, but he shuts up when a guard edges his way.
‘I’d appreciate it if you made this look natural,’ Cormac hisses through his perfect rows of blinding teeth.
‘I’m trying,’ I force through my wide-mouthed smile.
‘They’ve got it, sir,’ Erik informs him from the side, and Cormac drops his arm and strides back to the private lounge.
We don’t speak again except when he barks at me to look happy at the next station. By the last rebound of the day, I’m getting bored. Eating while rebounding is harder than I imagined. It’s difficult to balance the food on my fork while the room shifts and shimmers around me. By the time we arrive in Cypress, where we’ll stay overnight, I’m hungry and cranky. I answer the interview questions mechanically and smile brightly for the camera, but I’m looking forward to spending some time alone in my hotel room before my aestheticians arrive to dress me for tonight’s scheduled appearance.
I’ve been in my room for about twenty minutes, waiting for room service, when my prep crew flies in.
‘I hope you had something to eat,’ Valery trills as she lays out my long satin gown on the bed.
‘I’m supposed to have private time,’ I snap back. ‘I’m still waiting for my food.’
‘You can eat while we work,’ she assures me, not meeting my eyes. ‘As long as it’s not messy. Enora wants you ready to go half an hour before the event.’
‘Even from afar she tortures me,’ I say with a groan.
Valery shoots me a disapproving look. ‘Enora is only looking out for you—’ she begins, but she doesn’t finish the thought, because my food arrives.
My dinner of roast goose and sweet potato curry looks delicious, but as the girls work on me I only find time to snatch a handful of bites. There’s always someone powdering me or doing my nails.
‘May I enter?’ Jost asks from the sliding door to my room.
‘Yes,’ I croak out against Valery’s hand, which is firmly holding my jaw as she plucks my eyebrows.
‘You look lovely.’ Jost laughs as he comes into the room.
‘Oh, shut up.’
Valery sighs and lets go of my face. She gives him a scathing look as she squeezes past him to pull my adornments from the trunks the crew brought with them.
‘That looks good,’ he says, pointing to the goose. ‘I had the duck.’
My stomach rumbles as he draws my attention back to the food, and I tilt my head towards the girl carefully painting my fingernails to indicate why I haven’t been able to eat.
‘Here,’ Jost offers, picking up the plate and gathering a forkful of the potatoes.
I take the bite gratefully. The dish has grown cold but the curry still pops along my tongue.
‘Thank you,’ I mumble with my mouth half full.
‘It’s my pleasure.’
