73- Timid Crown Prince

Alexander pov

Flashback continues:

We were taken inside the room that looked like a library... Like a huge one. Our one-room, tiny cottage could easily fit in the corner of the room.

After the fuss that was caused by the crowd, we were ushered into the royal library. No announcement was made, and the public was asked to leave the stadium after receiving sweets from the royal family.

The royal family must never have imagined that they would be distributing sweets for the coronation of an outsider, instead of their son.

There were several couches where we were made to sit and were offered fresh juices. However, I was the only one who picked the glass from the tray. They all seemed too tense to eat or drink anything.

“What do you want, Layla?” I didn’t find it strange that the king knew my mom's name. I could understand that my mom might have been the mistress of the king but still, she was my mom, and she deserved the same respect from me as any noblewoman.

“Young man! What about you? W