LOGINMILAOur baby boy, Samuel, was born in April, a few days after Felix’s 31st birthday. He was named for the first King of Fresonia and to commemorate the love that had brought his parents together. As the future King of Fresonia, he had an official naming ceremony in front of the entire kingdom, and
CHARLESLife in exile was surprisingly calm.Despite our conversation before being sent to this remote island, I’d had a harder time adjusting to a relationship with Isabella than I once thought. Perhaps it was the sadness I felt at being away from my home kingdom, or maybe I did not like the vulner
FELIXWhen I was growing up, I never imagined that I would enjoy being King.The whole thing looked dreadfully boring to a young boy. Although I knew I was the heir to the throne and would someday take over for my father, I always had far more interest in hanging out with Ignatius and running around
MILAThe last few weeks had been a blur. Meetings, ribbon cuttings, speeches. I spent countless hours in the countryside of Fresonia helping to relocate people who had been displaced by either the war or the dissolution with Abernathy. I cooked meals for homeless shelters and taught magic to young c
FELIXThe King of Abernathy had been placed in a highly-protected magical prison deep in the Dragon’s Teeth mountains, locked away with no hope of escape. His advisors and various family members were locked away with him, all facing sentences for their crimes against magic.The leaders from the othe
FELIXThe King was clearly shocked by my challenge. He slowly put down his wine glass, his eyes darting between me and Mila. I could tell that the idea intrigued him, as much as he wanted to seem disgusted by the offer.The curse might have been broken, but I could still feel the panic and tension s
FELIXI decided that if I was going to America, I had to do it right.There was a diplomatic conference happening in a few days near the nation’s capital, and I had been planning to attend even prior to meeting Mila. Several small countries were meeting with legislators from the American Congress to
MILA I stayed in the hospital for two more days. Every day, they tested my heart and my blood and checked the stitches on my stomach wound. It would apparently leave a nasty scar, but would fully heal in about a month. But between me and Felix… things were tense, to say the least. It was incre
MILA:Felix did not protest the entire time I packed up my belongings to leave.Felix did not protest while I booked my plane ticket.Felix did not protest when I slipped into a taxi in the dead of night, even though I saw him watching me from his bedroom window.I wanted him to say something. I wan
FELIXIt had only been three days since Mila left, but each second felt like an eternity.If the sun rose and set, I didn’t notice. All I could focus on was the empty side of the bed and the quiet that filled my apartment. Mrs. Raven and Joseph both tried to distract me from Mila’s absence, but noth







