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Chapter 169 — Why the change of heart?
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2026-06-18 23:38:42
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Puck Me, One More Time Chapter 198 — There is no me without you.
Prince Ken's POVThe statement had been written and rewritten four times.Not because I did not know what I wanted to say. Of course, I had known that for weeks now…right in that afternoon at the cove when I had told Liam I was going to ask him something properly when the time came. But because the words that lived in my chest did not always translate cleanly into the kind of language that stood on palace steps and reached a country, and I had wanted to get it right.Jenny had reviewed the final version that morning. Then, she had made two small adjustments and returned it without comment, which was her way of saying she approved.My mother had read it the evening before. She had looked at it for a long time and then looked at me and said, "It is good, Ken. Say it simply and mean every word." Which was the most direct writing advice she had ever given me and also, I suspected, the most important.Liam had not read it.I had asked him if he wanted to and he had said no. He said he woul
Puck Me, One More Time Chapter 197 — Life imprisonment.
Liam's POVThe courtroom was full.It was full in the way courtrooms were full when something was being concluded, which had a different quality entirely. Quieter. More contained. The specific stillness of people who had come to watch an ending.I was in the gallery with Ken beside me and Jenny two seats to his left. Queen Helen had chosen not to attend, which I understood as there was nothing she needed from this room that she had not already decided about. But Ken had wanted to be here, and I had wanted to be beside him, and so here we were.The charges had been heard over three weeks of proceedings. But today was the sentencing.Uncle Jones sat at the defendant's table with his lawyer and looked at the room with the expression he had worn his entire life in the little time I have come to know him… patient, settled, the appearance of someone who was still running calculations even at the point when the calculations had stopped being useful.I had been watching that expression for we
Puck Me, One More Time Chapter 196 — Queen Helen's blessing.
Liam's POVQueen Helen's private sitting room was smaller than most of the rooms in the palace that I had been in for official purposes. No long table. No formal arrangement of chairs designed to communicate hierarchy before anyone sat down. Just a room that a person actually lived in …with books on the shelf that had been read rather than displayed, a writing desk with papers that had not been tidied for our arrival, two armchairs and a small sofa arranged around a low table.It felt more like her than any other room I had been in.She was standing when we arrived, which was the formal version of receiving us. She gestured to the sofa and waited until we had sat before she sat in the armchair across from us … not the one at the head of any imaginary table, just across, the way people sat when the conversation was meant to be between equals rather than between a queen and two people who needed something from her."Thank you for agreeing to meet with us," Ken said."You are the King,"
Puck Me, One More Time Chapter 195 — What happens to us now?
Liam's POVI had been sitting with the question for weeks.Not because I was afraid of the answer … you know, I had stopped being afraid of most things that required honest conversation somewhere around the time I had stood in a coronation hall and watched Ken say what he said. But because the question had a shape to it that was difficult to hold, and every time I had come close to raising it, something else had arrived that made it feel like the wrong moment.The council review. The kidnap attempt. The court proceedings.There was always something.But we were sitting in the palace garden on a Tuesday afternoon with nothing urgent pressing from any direction, and Ken was reading something on his tablet. Maybe for the fact that I was not reading anything, the question was sitting in my chest the way it always sat when I had been carrying it for too long."Ken," I said.He looked up."I need to ask you something," I said. "And I need you to not have a prepared answer. I need you to act
Puck Me, One More Time Chapter 194 — A day without the crown.
King Ken's POV.I got to Jenny's office and knocked on her office door… that was 7AM.She looked up from her desk with the expression she wore when she was already 3 hours into her day and was not surprised to see me but was waiting to find out what I needed."I need you to clear tomorrow," I said.She looked at me. "Clear it entirely?""No engagements," I said. "No council. No press. No schedule whatsoever."She held her pen over the page for a moment. "For the full day?""Yeah, for the full day." I confirmed.She wrote something in the margin of the schedule in front of her … not on the schedule itself, in the margin, which was Jenny's way of noting something she was going to handle without it becoming part of the official record. Then she looked up at me."Anything else?" she said."No," I said. "That is everything."She nodded once and looked back at her work, which was Jenny's way of telling me the conversation was concluded and she had what she needed.I had not explained furthe
Puck Me, One More Time Chapter 193 — Rhoda's sentence.
Liam's POVThe sentence was read at 11 in the morning.‘Community service … 200 hours, to be completed within 18 months. A permanent ban from palace employment and any royal household affiliated positions. A formal caution on her record. No prison time, in recognition of her full and immediate cooperation with the investigation and her willingness to testify against Uncle Jones without requiring compulsion.’The judge delivered it in the same flat, unhurried voice that courtrooms used for everything, and Rhoda stood and received it with her hands clasped in front of her and her eyes looking at the floor.I was in the gallery.Ken had offered to come. Although I had told him this was something I needed to attend on my own, which he had accepted without argument … we had both gotten better at accepting those boundaries without making them into something they were not.I watched Rhoda from the gallery as the sentence was confirmed and the formal proceedings closed, and I sat with whateve
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