Engaged To The Royal Playboy
I felt trapped, cornered by the queen's power and the public spectacle that was surely about to unfold.
With a deceptive sweetness in her voice, the queen pulled me closer, feigning affection. "Oh, Naomi, dear," she cooed, her voice laced with false warmth. "We mustn't let misunderstandings ruin our unity. Come back to the palace, embrace your true destiny as a royal mother."
My heart raced and my mind spun with thoughts of the consequences I might face for refusing. The public spotlight, the relentless judgment, the potential danger my child would face if he was recognized as an heir. But deep down, I knew I couldn't be swayed by the queen's false embrace.