Elara’s POV
Future queen. The words make my head spin.
“Your Majesty, I don’t think—” I start, but he cuts me off.
“I also want grandchildren,” King Alaric says bluntly, making my cheeks burst into flames. “Preferably sooner rather than later. I’m not getting any younger.”
I think I might faint. This conversation has spiraled completely out of my control, and I have no idea how to respond to the King as he casually discusses my reproductive future.
“Furthermore,” he continues, apparently oblivious to my mortification, “I am going to be coming by here more often. I want to see what it is you’re up to.”
The pronouncement hits me like a royal decree. My peaceful sanctuary has just been invaded by the most powerful man in the kingdom, and there’s absolutely nothing I can do about it.
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