All Chapters of Accidentally His: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

AriaThe morning sun shone brightly through the canvas of the royal tent, filling the room with warm, golden light.I woke up feeling absolute bliss. Every single muscle in my body felt soft, relaxed, and warm. My skin was practically glowing, and the ancient silver magic inside my blood was humming with quiet, peaceful joy.I turned over on the soft mattress. Valerius was already awake. He was propped up on one elbow, looking down at me with a lazy, deeply romantic smile playing on his handsome lips. His dark hair was messy, and his bare chest was glowing in the morning light."Good morning, my sweet Queen," Valerius whispered softly, leaning down to press a warm kiss onto my lips."Good morning," I giggled softly, feeling my cheeks flush bright pink. "Why are you staring at me like that?""Because you look utterly radiant," Valerius purred, reaching out to stroke my soft cheek. "I could lie here and look at you for the rest of my life.""You're a smooth talker today, Your Majesty,"

AriaThe royal suite at the sanctuary did not feel like a place built for war. It felt like a soft, golden dream, pulled straight out of the forgotten corners of the world and set down high above the worries of men and beasts.Thick velvet curtains in deep burgundy hung over arched stone windows, framed by silver vines that sparkled under the midday sun. Outside, the great sanctuary trees swayed gently in the mountain breeze, their pale leaves humming with a low, ancient magic that settled into the marrow of my bones.Inside, a grand bed sat atop a carved wooden dais, piled high with silk sheets, soft goose-down pillows, and heavy fur pelts that smelled of sweet cedar and lavender. A stone hearth crackled merrily near the corner, casting warm, dancing firelight across the polished hardwood floor.I stood near the wide window, clutching my cloak tightly around my chest. My hands were shaking. I pressed my fingertips against the cold glass, staring down at the pristine courtyard below.

AriaCassian’s bread remained frozen halfway to his mouth. Kaelen sat motionless, his sharp eyes fixed on the floor. Beside me, I felt Valerius’s posture shift, his jaw setting into a tight, hard line as he listened to the Oracle dismantle the noblewoman's defenses with terrifying, gentle precision.Leia stood there, completely exposed. Her lower lip began to tremble violently. Hot, heavy tears welled in her eyes, spilling over her mascara-stained lashes and running down her pale cheeks. Her arrogant front hadn't just been broken; it had been reduced to ash in front of the very people she looked down upon."LIAR!" Leia shrieked suddenly, her voice high, shrill, and entirely hysterical! She slammed both her hands down on the wooden table, knocking her water goblet over and sending a dark splash across the white cloth! "You crazy, blind old hag! How dare you! How dare you speak to me like that!"She pulled her silk skirts up around her knees, turned on her heel, and fled out of the pavi

Aria"His... his what?" I whispered, my voice coming out as a dry, ragged gasp.Elora paused. The calm smile on her face instantly dissolved. The air around us seemed to shift, growing heavy and thick with a sudden, suffocating dread. Elora’s hands tightened on her wooden staff, her sightless head tilting down as she realized the catastrophic weight of the words that had just left her mouth."Oh... dear Goddess..." Elora murmured, her voice laced with deep, sudden panic. "Aria... forgive me. I spoke without thinking. I assumed... I thought he had already shared his history with you—""His mate?" I pressed, leaning forward, my heart hammering against my ribs so hard it felt like it was going to crack my sternum. "Elora... Valerius’s mate was Lady Katherine, Jace's mother. It was an arranged political alliance to unite the territories—""No, sweet child," Elora interrupted softly, letting out a long, sorrowful sigh that seemed to carry the weight of decades. "Katherine was his Queen by

AriaI spent the rest of the day locked inside our royal suite, sitting on the cold floor near the corner of the room, crying until I had no tears left to give.The afternoon sun slowly faded into a dark, blood-red sunset, and the sunset dissolved into a pitch-black night. I sat there in the dark, staring at the empty hearth, waiting for Valerius to return.I didn't know what I was going to say to him. I didn't know if I wanted to scream at him, throw things at his face, or beg him on my knees to tell me that the portrait was a lie. But I needed him to stand in front of me. I needed him to look at me and tell me the truth.Midnight came and went. The sanctuary grew deathly quiet.Valerius never came back.Eventually, my body couldn't take the exhaustion anymore. I crawled onto the edge of the giant bed, pulled a single pelt over my cold body, and fell into a fitful, nightmare-plagued sleep. I dreamed of a young Valerius standing in a field of burning flowers, holding Elizabeth in his