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It was a very busy afternoon and probably the most joyous of all celebrations. At last, the Kingdom of Regaleria was set to go on the path of righteousness, on the path to glory and magnificence, minus the death and bloodshed of course. Or at least that’s what all the people in the mansion hoped for. Whether the newly crowned king will follow the footsteps of the late King Garlow or not, that was the prime question. King Garlow raised Prince Ruen after all, the traits of being like the late king, all he had inherited.

Regans POV I needed to leave before my wolf became too attached. I wrote my note for her stupidly, I knew this couldn't happen again. When her door closed behind me softly I put my head against the door and closed my eyes. I'm sorry I apologized to my wolf because I knew this would hurt him. "I, King Regan Conway, reject you, Dominique Leigh as my mate and queen" I whispered and sucked in a breath when I felt the pain of the rejection.

"Since when are we brokering royal mail-order brides? Is it 1824? Did I miss the memo?" "It’s not like that, Marigold!" My father slammed his hand on the Resolute Desk. "We are on the brink of a recession! The polls are down forty points! The press is tearing us apart! This deal with Regalia—it gives us access to their tech sector, their lithium reserves... it saves us. It saves me." "And the price is your daughter," I said, my voice dropping. The sarcasm, my shield, my sword, shattered. "You’re selling me. Like a horse. Or a barrel of oil."

Regal turned to look at his friends, he walked past the path and then said calmly, “ As for now, I need you to come with me. I need to make that woman who is acting like she cannot speak say her first word.” “ But what if she does not speak?” asked Daniel “ If she does not speak?” A murderous glint flashed in Regal’s eyes as he smiled. “ Then what is the reason for her to stay alive?” …. Levy looked at the dresses before she dropped them aside and then started to read her book again, though she did not understand why Regal brought these dresses for her, she was certain that nothing came for free. That man most probably had some sort of plan in his head because even though Regal looked all sm

Author's note: Guys! I made a terrible mistake with the chapter. Please, chapter 175 comes before 174. I made a mistake while uploading, so please, understand that 175 comes before 174. KOL Regal leans against the large, brown chair in his throne room, fingers wrapped around a glass of scotch. The morning light spills in through the curtains, and even with the tension in the air, there’s a certain glow that makes me feel warm from inside out.

“Understood, ma’am.” “And keep this discreet.” “Certainly.” The call ended. Victoria closed her eyes for a moment. She wasn’t even sure what she expected to find. Something had always felt… different about Amelia. She just couldn’t explain what it was. Two days later. A neatly sealed envelope arrived at Kingsley Mansion. Victoria dismissed the maid before carrying it into her study herself. She sat down behind the desk and slowly opened it. Inside was a detailed report. She began reading. Name: Amelia Hart.

After 10 minutes or so, we were in the sky, my town of Blackwood getting smaller in the ground. As the landscape turned to a sea of clouds, the familiar feeling of anxiety has sunk in. A knot has found its way to my stomach yet again. I reached for my necklace, the one I got from my mother, sitting gently on the base of my neck. I sighed, put the eye masks on, and tried to get some sleep. – @ – After 10 hours in the sky, Regina's voice boomed on the intercom. "In 10 minutes, we will be landing on The Royal Palace's runway. Please put your seatbelts on and avoid standing. Welcome to the royal capital of Arcadia, Valeria."

Inside, an oilskin tin with the Creed’s mark and a date older than memory. Inside: paper. Neat minutes. “On this night the Luna Aelis gives assent to the order of purity offerings from the strongest mothers named… children recorded.” I knew that name Aelis from the histories. Revered once. I hate learning her as bureaucracy. “Light,” I said, or I’d draw blood from my own mouth. My mother lifted the lamp. The ink shone, proud of its wrongness. “We show this,” I said. “No excuses.”

“Lord Reginald!” Reginald’s eyes narrowed as he swept a cold gaze over both Andrew and Fulton. Though his voice was light, it carried an unmistakable authority. “This is the royal palace. If you’re not interested in staying, perhaps you’d like to join your fiancée and leave?” Reginald narrowed his eyes, glancing past Andrew and Fulton. Though his voice was light, it carried an intimidating authority. He had little regard for either of them—one was petty and narrow-minded, unable to tolerate his former fiancée's success; the other was indecisive and weak, failing to stand up for Miranda in the grand hall, leaving her to face the Queen Dowager alone.

His intervention made Prince Russel stop from flirting with Lady Rosalia. "Brother! I was not expecting you." Prince Russel frowns at the sight of his eldest brother. "And I was not expecting to see this either." The Crown Prince looks down at Lady Rosalia who was clinging to Prince Russel. "Seems like you're with a mistress. Quite despicable Russel, aren't you married not too long ago?" "My business is not yours to judge! So what do you want from me?" He asks straight to the point. The Crown Prince smirks as he suggests, "If you do not care for your real wife, then do you not mind if I take her in as mine? I'll take care of her, unlike you."