Playing the Part

Clara

“Excuse me?” I blurt out, struggling to process what he’s asking of me. “I’m nowhere near prepared for something like that!”

“You’ll be fine by then,” he assures me calmly. “Maeve has another session scheduled with you in the morning, and afterward we’ll pick out a proper wardrobe so you look the part. It’s just a dinner, Clara. Nobody’s going to corner you and test your knowledge on pack