His Unbeloved Queen
Darius noticed, gently taking my hand and lowering it, making me release the bread.
“Good morning,” they greeted, their tone almost too pleasant.
I glared at them as they took their seats. Acan had killed me, but how could he have married Silver in this past? Memories that didn’t quite belong to me surged forward, revealing their wedding. I knew they had been acquainted for a long time. Silver had incredible fire powers and came from a powerful family, though she was a lady, not a princess. So how had I ended up with Darius instead, when I was a princess? I glanced at Darius, but he wore his indifferent mask, and in that moment, I was certain he was still the old Darius.
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