Celine
Sebastian walks away with Lord Arman, his expression calm but his shoulders tight with tension. I know this announcement has rippled through the kingdom like a storm, leaving chaos in its wake. To most of the people here, it was a foregone conclusion that Sebastian would return and marry Tatsuya. She fits their vision of the perfect queen: poised, powerful, and singular. Now, everything they thought they knew has been upended.
The weight of their stares presses against me as I move through the crowd. Some faces light up with smiles, their congratulations warm and genuine. But others—oh, the others—look at me like I’ve stolen something precious from them. The disdain is palpable, simmering just beneath the surface. It’s not just that I’m not Tatsuya; it’s the fact that I’m differen
