*Saoirse*
The world seemed to have tilted on its axis, and I was the only one who felt it. I sat in silence, my eyes capturing the shimmer of the ring that now adorned my finger. This ring signified a future I had not dared to dream of.
Rhys proposed. The words echoed in my mind like a sacred mantra. His deep voice still reverberated through me, "Will you be my wife, Saoirse, Princess of Egoren?" My heart fluttered at the memory.
It didn't feel real.
After Conall, I hadn't dared to dream of a life of… a life at all.
"Hard to believe, isn't it?" Rhys's gentle voice pulled me from my reverie as he sat beside me, his presence a comforting warmth.
"Every part of it," I admitted. His strong hand found mine, fingers interlocking like he was afraid to let me go. After everything we'd been t
