Chapter Seventy: Party Night

Kiara's POV: "Luna Kiara, you look like roadkill," Rex greeted me, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "What he means is, you look like a kitten who barely escaped a dog chase," JJ tried to explain, his words not doing much better. They both laughed. Ugh! Why am I friends with these two again? "Thanks for your concern, you jerk!" I retorted, my fist playfully connecting with their abs. They winced, more from surprise than actual pain. My brothers-in-arms are always good for a laugh. "You should have seen me in etiquette class; I was like a fish out of water," I said. I groaned, just remembering the mess. "Do tell," Rex encouraged, a grin on his face as we began to walk toward my chambers. The hallways were empty, the castle quiet as the night set in. "Oh, it was a disaster," I began, rolling my eyes at the memory. "I had to curtsy at least a hundred times, and I'm pretty sure I tripped over my dress more than once. And don't even get me started on the fork and knife thing. Did you know t