On the ride back, my thoughts were buzzing. Everything I learned this trip, combined with the things Susie told me before I left, mixed with my own wants and desires, filled my heart with hopes and worries both.
I needed time to sit with these thoughts, sort through them all, and determine what I should do with them. I was leaning toward action. Towards turning down the King’s request and standing up for myself, and for the kingdom that deserved a better queen than Bridget.
But to be so bold was a struggle. If I was wrong, it could cost many lives. If the King was wrong, lives would still be forfeit.
It remained a difficult choice. I wished I could speak to Nicholas about it, but I didn’t dare with Elva sitting on the other side of him in the car.
Besides, I wasn’t sure where I woul
