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Chapter 9 THE WILL To my amazing wife- Agatha Anne Mountbatten, my beloved children James William Mountbatten, Rayana Elizabeth Mountbatten, Charlotte Victoria Mountbatten, and Charles llI Harry Mountbatten, I leave the Archduchy of Fairefax and all its assets.

“Our empire is waiting for you. You need to rule our people and prove your worth as our daughter. I already had enough of you tainting our names. I don't want you to live in this kind of place anymore.” I had goosebumps hearing how controlling she sounded on end at her cold and dangerous speech. The coldness is still there, it actually never left. The name Queen Lady Santiago stands for coldness. And me being her daughter doesn’t excuse me for being treated as if I am her possession and not a child she reared for twenty years. Not even when I lost my child made her change one bit. She made no room for me to grieve because she immediately sent me to her office to train me.

“She was born into the Aragon family. One of the oldest bloodlines in Europe,one tied to monarchs, secret societies, and buried power. She disappeared after her marriage, changed her name, and vanished from public records. But she didn’t disappear to escape the scandal.” Valeria dropped the article. Her knees felt weak. “She disappeared… to protect someone.” Damien nodded. “You. And now… Stephanie.” Ares stepped forward, disbelief darkening his features. “So you’re saying my daughter is heir to some hidden European dynasty?” Damien gave him a cold look. “If she’s your daughter.” Valeria cut in before they could argue again. “What does this mean for her now? Why is someone threatening her?”

" He said. "But surely i know there are also a lot of descendants from that Emperor or whatever. Why not choose from them? " "You have the perfect DNA resembling those from The great Emperor from the Tang dynasty. You are the perfect heir and they need you to bring back monarchy in this country. " "How did you know i have the perfect DNA resembling his? " "Oh! I snuck into your room and I took your tootbrush for DNA testing. " He explained. I frowned. "That's why my brush went missing! it's you! And why do you people even want to bring back the monarch? I've read from books that the monarchy isn't a very good experience for the people. "

Smiling, I take Ethan’s hand and step up to his side so I could be front and center. “My mate, your Queen, is of Lycan blood,” Ethan declares. The entire room goes silent, gasps rising into the air. “We have discovered and confirmed that she is descended from the Alexander line, the niece of former King Arthur Alexander, and the daughter of former Princess Elizabeth Alexander.” I’d learned that my mother had the title of princess, which was pretty cool. I also learned that when she married my father, he took her last name instead of her taking his, to keep the royal name.

he asks, pointing to the TV. I glance at it then turn fully as a beautiful young woman with light brown hair chases something across the sweeping balcony being decorated for the coronation in real time. She crouches out of sight, then reappears looking flustered, holding a wriggling, unhappy little boy in her arms. “That’s Brie,” Patton says dreamily, leaning his weight against the broom. “Luna Queen Brie, I mean. And her son, Kieran. He’s the Prince of Emberfyll.”

Finally, I couldn’t hold back the question that had been nagging at me since last night. “Tariq,” I began hesitantly, “last night, you said something about me being... a queen. What did you mean by that?” Tariq’s expression shifted, growing more serious. He cleared his throat, glancing at his mother before turning back to me. “Leah, there is something that you need to know. You are the last descendant of a powerful bloodline. A royal bloodline, in fact.” I stared at him, my heart skipping a beat. “What? No, that can’t be right. I’m... I’m an omega. My mother was an omega, and my father.....”

If it were not for the DNA test Matthew did for Lucy and everything that happened after, Lucy might still be the unnoticed eldest daughter of the Quinn family. "The queen and the prince have black hair too. Maybe the queen has ancestors from different places, or Lucy has some strange genes," Hugh said thoughtfully, resting his chin on his hand. It was possible, thinking about how genes work. "Strange genes? Can't you say something nicer, Hugh?" Chelsea frowned at Hugh. Lucy was so sweet. Was Hugh teasing or making fun of her? "Oops... I said it wrong. It's definitely because the queen has ancestors from different places, and Lucy looks like her ancestors." Hugh quickly put up his hands as if

This one only showed a face. “The king regrets his deception, but it was necessary for the safety of your bride,” Harold began to explain, “the girl in this portrait, Elenore Ann Catharine MacDonald, is heir to the MacDonald clan, a vast land with plenty of rich soil and game in the forest. Just as he promised. The King thought you would find the woman to your liking, even though she will soon have twenty summers.” “The land sounds to be what I was expecting, and a bonny wife is a bonny wife. She is still young enough to have many bairns. I object only that the chit is not here as I was promised.”

After that, everyone else hugged and congratulated me on becoming Queen. "Okay, everyone, let's go and celebrate this occasion in the backyard of the castle," Debra said, and we headed back to the Castle to celebrate. "It is amazing that my goddaughter is Queen. I told you we would make great kids," Sean said. We were sitting at the table assigned to Lucien, me, and our family. Sean was talking to some Alphas, bragging about how I was the Queen. "You say it like you had something to do with our Queen's birth. YOu know she is Michael's daughter, right?" One of the Alphas said