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“You could inform me about who the heir is,” I mentioned, trailing my fingers along her shoulder.
We had both lapsed into silence for a moment as we lay there, but then I decided to broach the subject she guarded so closely, and with good reason.
“So you can eliminate him?” she questioned.
“Perhaps we could explore other options,” I suggested.
“Other options?”
“Maybe we could find a way to collaborate. Why not seat a northerner on the throne? Alexia would struggle in the cold. It might not be so terrible,” I proposed.
“Is this a ploy?” she inquired.
I merely grinned and shook my head.
“I am entirely serious.”
“Truly? Would you deny your niece her rightful inheritance?”
“So, you do agree she is the heir?” I teased.
She rolled her eyes. She couldn’t deny that Princess Ale
