12

I got out of the shower wrapped in a towel. I walked over to the wardrobe already packed with my things and sighed.

Honestly, it's all going wrong.

I was supposed to be away at this point. I wasn't supposed to be next to Kaanadan, much less in a golden cage, where everything seems perfect even though I know it's nothing more than a well-built prison. The plan backfired, my big mouth gave it all away and… well, I know now Kaanadan really won't let me go. Be there for whatever reason.

I know it's not just about marriage.

All Capo dei Capi have to be married when having their power in hand. The title is not only a sign of great governance, but also a continuation of a tradition. They need to have a woman by their side and soon after, an heir, where they clearly have to generate until a man appears — lucky women are the ones who already get it the first time. But behind that, Kaanadan gives me a different look, a look that I still haven't identified and that makes me uncomfortable eve