#Chapter41

Genevieve's POV

Ugh!

None of these people can aim!

I have been standing here for nearly thirty minutes and no one has accurately hit me in the face with a tomato.

This is so boring that I am begging for someone to hit me in the face at this point.

I glance at the guards who are supposed to be protecting me only to roll my eyes when I notice them flirting with two mothers a few feet away from me.

Seriously?!

And they wonder why none of them ever get promoted!

Men are useless.

Well, the men in this country are.

"She's going to die" I hear a...