In our embrace, Will spoke firmly, though I could feel the concern in his tone. “Lucky, baby, I need you to know—I need your answer on what we’re going to do.”
I tilted my head up to meet his mismatched eyes, their intensity holding me steady.
“Will, I won’t lie,” I said softly. “I’m terrified of going up against your wives. But I’m even more mortified knowing Lola is after me. I don’t know what to do as Queen, but if you can promise to be by my side, then… I know I can be okay.”
His lips curved into that familiar, reassuring smile. “You have nothing to fear, Lucky,” he said, his voice steady and confident. “For as long as you’re under the royal education, my brother and my appointed royal guards will protect you. If any of the Princesses so much as think about insulting you, they’ll be
