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- His Leading Lady
- Jenny Nordbak
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- Elena
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- Epilogue
- Elena
- Acknowledgments
- About the Author
I got out first, then reached down to help Elena stand up, slight smile fixed in place for the cameras. The assistant from Asha’s team rushed over to arrange the back of Elena’s dress, then we started to make our way down the carpet.
Elena leaned in and said, “This is a lot bigger than the one from the screening.”
I laughed. “This is a way higher profile event. Everyone will be here.”
We stopped at the designated spots for photos, but when the photographers asked us to separate so they could get pictures of us individually, we declined. Her hand never left my arm, and I felt her start to relax once she understood this was the more controlled version of the press. It could be loud and a little overwhelming, but these journalists had basic respect for personal space and were only shouting to get our attention, not to scream obscenities and get a reaction.
Our handler directed us to journalists along the way for a few quick interviews, and as usual, Elena performed beautifully. It felt like we made it into the dark calm of the theatre with relative ease.
Once we were inside, I introduced her to some people, but we found our table pretty quickly and sat to relax before the awards presentation started.
She leaned over to read the name cards on the table around us.
I explained what they had in common. “They’ve grouped all the Crown of Swords people together. It helps for promo when we’re all in pictures together at events.”
“So will Max be here then?” She was eyeing the empty seats on the other side of the table.
“Definitely not. It’s an open secret that Kate and Max can’t stand each other.”
“Why not?”
“Huh. As well-known as their hatred is, I don’t actually know what started it.”
“And she’s a friend of yours?”
“Yeah, but I never thought to ask. It’s kind of weird to ask your fellow famous friends to confirm rumors when you spend your lives surrounded by them. They worked together a million years ago, so who knows?”
“What’s Kate Brannan like? I think I’ve seen every movie she’s ever been in and am possibly going to make a fool of myself if I meet her.” Elena was watching the guest of honor greeting people as Kate made her way to her table.
“She’s formidable and kind and one of the best actresses in the business. She took me under her wing when I was first starting out and opened doors that gave me some big breaks. I think you’ll like her. She’s a genuinely decent person.”
I caught Kate’s eye and gave her a wave, so she came our way.
“Kate, this is Elena.”
Elena blushed. “I’m a massive fan.”
Kate barked a laugh and shook her hand. “Elena, I’ve been hearing all about you. Thank you both for being here! We should all do dinner soon so we can actually catch up.”
“We’d love that.” I gave Kate a gentle hug, consciously avoiding her hair and makeup. Hugs at red carpet events could be tricky.