Echo sat in a limo that was making its way to the palace. She still couldn't believe she had been chosen to be a part of the selection. She breathed deeply and looked to a lady that sat by her. She had done her hair for her earlier that day. It was twisted up into a braided bun. Echo's palms became sweaty and she knew she was nervous. A million thoughts raced through her mind. But one was more vivid than any other.
"You aren't supposed to be here."
The limousine came to a halt in front of a pathway that led up to the palace doors.
"You aren't supposed to be here."
The limousine came to a halt in front of a pathway that led up to the palace doors.