Audrey“The 365 days will start from the day we get married.” Roman cleared his throat. “We’re allowed to see other people but perhaps a bit discreet to avoid any scandals.”As long as he wouldn’t be touching me, I had no complaints.“Oh, and don’t fall for me.” The cocky smirk plastered on Roman’s lips looked hilarious. He was the perfect definition of an arrogant prince, expecting everyone to be at his feet.The sun had set, and just as promised—I had found myself in Roman’s room to read him my terms. Of course, the crown prince’s ego was so huge he felt the need to go first.“Don’t you worry about that—Roman,” I spoke sarcastically. “I’ll try to hold myself back.”Unable to see I was making fun of him, Roman smiled gratefully. “Thank you.”Ignoring his behavior, I grabbed my notebook to read him my terms. In my opinion, they weren’t that complicated, and I had actually kept it nice considering the circumstances.“I want to travel freely between Penevia and home,” I told Roman, look

AudreyBreathing in the nice and flowery scent of my small but cozy apartment felt great.The palace was excellent, and all, but nothing could beat my personal space.Well, personal space?There wasn’t any left with Dalton breathing in my neck, not to forget the security in front of my house, who were definitely not looking suspicious at all. Note the sarcasm.Thank god, Ashley decided to go her own way for the day—the only thing left for her to do was keep her mouth shut about the engagement.“If there’s anything you want to bring with you—you should tell me right away, so I can take care of it,” Dalton proposed.“I supposed I won’t be able to wear ripped jeans as the crown princess—so I don’t think so.” I chuckled. “I should just play it safe and go shopping.”“Not necessary. There’s already been a wardrobe prepared for you in Penevia.”“Of course.” I breathed, feeling anxious. These people were more prepared than I would ever be. How did they even know my size?“I want to bring my

Audrey “So you’re actually marrying a prince?” Before flying back to Penevia, I had met up with my best and only friend, Kennedy, at a local diner to tell her about my engagement.It was better she heard it from me than the news or a silly invitation through the mail.“Yes,” I confirmed for the fifth time in a row. “Marsie will be the new crown prince of Penevia?” She twirled her finger around her platinum blonde hair, still in denial.“Yes!” Except for the part where Roman and I weren’t really in love, I told her everything.Kennedy squealed. “Oh my god, Audrey!” She gathered the attention of the people around us.Widening my eyes, I wrapped my hand around her wrist. “Keep it down. It’s still a secret.” If this came out before the royal banquet, it would put me in a bad light.“What do you mean it’s still a secret?” Kennedy slammed her hands on the table, scrunching her nose at the word, secret. “My best friend, a princess?”We had known each other since high school. She was famous

AudreyIt was a busy week. Between all the silly etiquette classes the queen had planned for me, the endless dress fittings, and the responsibility of becoming a member of the royal family, I couldn’t take it anymore and was slowly going insane.Mars, who was well-loved and well-mannered (which came as a surprise, considering he was mine) seemed to be adjusting well, and everyone loved him.Even though my engagement with Roman got spilled before the royal banquet, the feast had still been planned to officially introduce us to the public and the Penevian officials.Luckily, I hadn’t seen that much of Dalton as we had been avoiding each other like the plague—but it was hard to forget about that kiss. Whenever time I closed my eyes, I would see Dalton and my cheeks would flush. On the contrary, in my nightmares, I saw Roman and wanted to slap the shit out of him.All went well in avoiding Dalton until I caught him waiting in front of the door of my etiquette class.“Are we done for toda

Roman Glancing at Mars, I couldn't help but smile, noticing he shared the same eating habits as Audrey. Both took big bites, chewing loudly with food clinging to their mouths, and I had to say—it was adorable. For the first time, Audrey, Mars, and I were having dinner as a family on the grand balcony in my room. It wasn't something special, but after she had worked so hard to prepare for her role as crown princess, it was the least I could do. Believe it or not, I actually felt guilty for putting her through it all. I gently patted my son's head, still trying to process the fact that I was a father. That little boy, he was mine and I was starting to come to terms with it. Audrey suddenly looked up, her mouth full of food. "What's wrong, Roman?" I chuckled softly and wiped her mouth with a napkin, shaking my head. "You eat messier than our five-year-old," I teased. "That's what's wrong." She rolled her eyes. "After everything I've done for you, I think I'm allowed to eat however I