No Other Choice
Robert offered Evelyn his hand so he could help her get out of the carriage, and she already knew it was acting time. But was Evelyn ready for it? Absolutely not. However, every other thought left her head when she took in the view in front of her. The palace was... marvelous. And how could it be different when it was built by her father himself? As she walked through the hallways, she imagined him walking with her, instead of her husband. Or wait for her at the end of the hallway, his arms behind his back, his black hair tied in a low ponytail and a graceful crown in his head. She knew Robert had changed a lot about this palace, renovated and made it his own, no matter that it was placed in a neutral territory. He had worked in making all this possible for months... maybe even years. S
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