Chapter 15: The Solicit

Kellisa Nilsson’s POV

I was looking outside the window. I sighed. The city of Stockholm was glistening in its vibrant night sky when I was sipping on my chamomile tea to calm my nerves. I cannot believe that tomorrow, I will be meeting with my intended. I sighed again before my father walked into the room.

King Ludvig of Sweden. Blonde with grey eyes. I got my eyes from him and my hair from my mother, who died when I was younger.

I turned to look at my father before I was putting my tea down as I went to greet him. He was in his mid-40s. Not too old, not too young. Just right to get married but he refused. He only wanted my mother but she was gone too