The Princess's Mate
I say, pulling back, and she laughs.
"Yeah! That's why I have been so nervous. My mate is the Princess's guard Roland. That's why he hasn't been too nice to you," Chelsea says, and my mouth falls open.
"Who is your mate," Chelsea asks, and my stomach rolls.
"The princess. I, umm, I told her I had to decide if I wanted her or you," I say, and Chelsea immediately pulls out of my embrace.
She stands frozen as she looks at me.
"Ben, you didn't mark me because you always said we should choose our true mates," Chelsea states in a low voice. I hang my head, and she begins to pace.
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