All Chapters of The Girl Who Loved Two Princes: The Series : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

The truth was, I really did want to marry Troy. I wanted everything he'd been offering for the last four months. I wanted to stop fighting with him and start being on his side. If Bart was standing next to me just then I'd probably pick him in a heartbeat, open that door right back up, but he wasn't and I had chased and waited long enough. I wanted to be wanted, to be loved, to be happy. It would be no small thing, but Troy already had a part of me and I knew he would end up winning over the rest in time. Troy dragged his eyes away from me, back to Keira. “Why are you here?” “I came for the wedding. Duh.”“Keira, I have a lot going on right now. Dean is in the wind with a rogue army doing heaven knows what and everyone is on edge. Do not push me. I may not be you, but I still know how a gun works and I will shoot you.”But Keira wasn't messing around. She gave him her best death stare and said, “I'm here for the wedding. By order of the House of Dorm

He wasn't denying it, wasn't going to, but he was trying to scrape together his courage to say something. “Ethan is just a kid, Aria. First Dean had him and then the kid was in the wind, became a mere rumor until just a few days ago. I had to think about a lot of things, a lot of people. I had to get him out quickly, but also safely. I didn't have time to have this conversation with you.”He was being so perfectly rational and making such sense and yet I just wanted to scream at him, to tell him that I could have helped him, not been the liability he saw me as. “I need to leave.” I exhaled. “I need to not think.”“No,” he freaked out, grabbing my arm. “You can be pissed off, ignore me, scream. Do whatever you have to, but you are not leaving these premises.” I looked down at his hand around my arm and he let go. “It's not safe, Aria.”Had he always had this hidden rage inside him? Of course he had. I'd just been missing it this whole time. What else had he snow

2017, October 12thSartis Est (Aaron) I snuck onto the castle grounds the way Adele taught me to and then into the castle itself. Diane and Ethan's wedding had just ended, and I was meeting Adele in her room like we planned. This last second wedding meant that we had even less time together today, so I wanted to get to her quickly. Things back in Terres Somnia were progressing fast. Henry was being even more persistent now, so CC and I were leaving tonight instead of tomorrow. The wedding was very low key. Aside from the king, queen, Troy, Caroline, Keira and Adele, there were no other guests allowed, not even me. I wanted to go to spend more time with Adele, but Troy was still being overly cautious with Dean at large. As I made my way to the room I spent yesterday in with Adele, I stumbled upon Keira and Ethan making out in the hallway. Sensing someone's presence, Ethan's eyes went to me. He pulled away from Keira. “Please, don't stop the party on my account,” I said with a grin

(Troy) I wanted to take CC to the airport, but she said no, promising not to get on the plane if he did.“Pain in my ass to the end, aren't you?” I teased, despite the giant hole in my chest. She looked down at her hand and was about to take off my grandmother's engagement ring when I stopped her. “You hold on to that. Just in case you need it again in the future.”She smiled. “Playing with a girl's heart to the end, aren't you?” I approached her carefully and kissed her lips lightly. She leaned into me and deepened the kiss. The last time we kissed it wasn't exactly the most pleasant memory. It was by no means certain or even probable that we would make it back to each other, but if we did somehow, I was glad there would be more than just a muddled kiss between us. “If only the first one had gone like that. We might already be hitched by now," I mused. CC frowned and I smiled for her, despite wanting to return her frown with one of my own.

There were few things that felt as good as sitting next to her, watching the notes I wrote just for her flow between us. There was a beautiful calm that came over her as we turned my feelings for her into music. Sometimes I even let her add or change things.When the song was over, she said, “Okay, Troy, you win. Bart from now on.”I turned to her and took her hands in mine, looking at her with affection.“While I appreciate that, the song wasn't for Bartholomew. It was for the kid, Aria. It's messing with you. Let's go and see him, just for a little bit. We can leave whenever you want to.”Her eyes wavered.“50/50, right? For every half hour you spend with him, I'll answer one question. Anything you want to know.”She smiled and squeezed my hands. I wouldn't make her do it, wouldn't force my way into the moment if she didn't want me there. But I got the feeling that she did want me there, and she'd put it off too long already. Besides, I didn't give up infor