Celeste
I was turning back toward the dance floor when a massive presence appeared beside me. I looked up at a burly older man with a full beard and deep-set eyes that looked at me with undisguised disdain.
“I’m not exactly sure how you ended up marrying the king. It makes no sense.” His voice was gravelly and dismissive. “He had promised himself to my daughter. But perhaps he only said that to get what he wanted from her.”
My chest tightened, but I would not let this man see it.
I turned to him and let the authority I had been learning these past weeks settle into my voice. “I don’t think it’s wise for you to go around speaking such things. Especially to me. You should know your position and be mindful of it.”
His eyes narrowed. He wasn’t used to being spoken to by anyone below his r
