Honey, I don't want the Crown
she teased, but her smile was wide and warm.
“And you, Cass, will never stop reminding me of that,” Nathaniel replied with a chuckle, pressing a kiss to her temple.
Sa kabilang dulo ng hall, Prince Alaric, now in his thirties, was giving instructions to a group of young knights. His armor had changed—simpler, lighter, more ceremonial than before—but the authority in his voice was undeniable. At his side, his wife, a graceful woman from one of the noble houses, watched with pride, carrying their youngest child in her arms.
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