The King's Queen
Denise Writesin the lap of luxuryromantic room set uproommate flaunts wealth and encounters the true heirchatter at a royal ball
I groaned and picked my phone up.
— Ashby says he has dropped you off, I apologize once again for this evening, and I hope you sleep well x Henry.
Oh my gosh, he texted me.
— It is okay and thank you for rescuing me, your majesty. Good night x.
I can't help but smile, the King, the King of Crawford sent me a text, today wasn't so bad. I put my phone back down and closed my eyes, for the first time in a long time I'm falling asleep with a smile on my face.