Clara’s POV“I think you should leave her,” Fiona said softly, her voice careful, like she was walking on broken glass. “If marrying the king is her decision, then let her be. It’s time you stop living with the weight your mother placed on your shoulders. You deserve your own life, Clara. You deserve to be happy too.”I didn’t answer.My eyes stayed fixed on the narrow strip of light that slipped through the cracks in the dungeon wall. The stone was cold beneath my fingers, but I barely felt it. All I could hear was Amelia’s voice in my head, angry, trembling, determined.I will marry him, whether you like it or not.A bitter smile tugged at my lips.Happiness. Freedom. Letting go.Those words had never belonged to me.“When is the king planning the announcement?” I asked, my voice steady, emotion buried deep beneath layers of control.Fiona hesitated. “I still haven’t found the exact time. The palace is unusually quiet. But…” She paused. “I brought someone with me. He’s waiting to be
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