Grace was exasperated. On such an important event, Sophie assigned her to cover the delegation from Lireya, Albanya, and Ra-Iya. From her perspective, those were people from insignificant countries. Her only consolation was that she had a chance to be close to that good-looking guard.
"They are royalties, Grace. Besides, I am your superior, and your task is to ensure you capture lots of engaging photos of these royalties."
"But..."
"There is nothing to discuss." Sophie cut her in.
Grace's fingers curled into tight fists as she felt a surge of frustration. Sophie seemed to relish in her authority, making Grace feel like her emotions were in disarray. Needing to regain her composure, Grace decided to step away and head to the restroom.