The ride away from the city was miserable. The light rain that had been promised by dull skies fell in sheets. Thick and heavy as it poured down from the skies and sank into the ground beneath. The horses struggled, with so many following the road it quickly became slick and muddy, even though it was laid with stone.
Thea had hoped for a quick excursion away from the Palace. As much as she missed Sebastian, she wanted the chance to clear her head. Especially when it came to Ronin. Because there didn’t seem to be any answer to her predicament with the Prince.
She loved him, and he loved her. They shared a son together, but all the reasons that they couldn’t be together, still stood. Not only did Veren and Milany expect a wedding between Prince and Princess, but Freya would be devastated
