“Long live the king and queen!”
We all applauded and cheered as the king and queen appeared on the balcony, hands joined, with their daughter close by. Who would have thought? I smiled at the sight of them, knowing how wonderful a queen Laelia would become.
There was a time when I would have been furious at the thought of a dragon on the throne, but not anymore. No, my thirst for revenge is gone, I thought, as I pulled my son closer.
I had discovered my pregnancy not long after James had left, and I was overjoyed. But that happiness was shattered when I learned of his death. My heart broke into pieces, and when I uncovered the truth—that his uncle was behind his demise—everything changed within me.
That revelation was why I no longer harbored anger. I still wept occasionally when I r
