Hazel Moreau
The princess was Killian's betrothed. She was his future mate.
The words echoed in my head like a death sentence. I immediately felt so stupid, so completely and utterly foolish. How could I have thought someone like Killian would actually choose me as his mate? What had I been thinking?
I was a nobody. I had no royal blood, no wealth, and no grand estate to call home. I'd literally stolen from him when we first met. Of course someone as confident and beautiful as Elowen, with her bright red hair cascading down her back and those striking green eyes, would be his mate. She looked like she belonged in this world of power and politics.
I felt so small and out of place standing there in the courtyard. My dress, which had seemed so elegant when the maids helped me into it, now
