Like I had for the last two weeks, since the night I stood in the study of the townhome. Lies, a shadowy voice echoed in my thoughts. “And I suppose Princess Kayleigh’s sickness had nothing to do with the potion you acquired that made her skin pale and her stomach unsteady?” So, he’s going to delay marriage for as long as possible.” However, he’s too lazy to ascend the throne and have, you know, responsibilities beyond being a drunken, lecherous pig. Tavius could’ve chosen another as his bride. “Princess Kayleigh is very ill and had to return home to be cared for. “Something I’m sure you had nothing to do with.” If it weren’t for Princess Kayleigh becoming ill and having to return to Irelone, he likely would have.” He looked over his shoulder at me, his hickory-hued eyes boring into mine as I quickly wiped the grin from my face. “The Prince should’ve already ascended the throne by now. “But it was the most satisfactory,” I said, grinning.
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