Fiona’s POV As Micah's biting words hang in the air, a suffocating tension blankets the grand hall, the splendor of the Queen Mother's birthday banquet fading into a backdrop of suppressed hostility. Queen Alara’s composure, already fragile, teeters on the verge of shattering. "Watch your words, P
As the Queen Mother fusses over us, the King's attention wanders, his eyes scanning the room until they lock onto a newcomer. My heart lurches as I follow his gaze. Rowena's presence is hard to miss, and her ostentatious attire practically screams for attention. Her dress is obnoxiously loud, a gau
Fiona’s POV "I'm doing it as your ex-boyfriend." At his words, I struggle against him, futilely attempting to pull away from his firm grasp, but I might as well be a leaf in a hurricane. He's always been stronger than me, physically and emotionally. My mind spirals back to the last time he did th
A beautiful man stood beside me. His brilliant amber eyes were focused on me as he held an umbrella over my head, shielding me from the relentless downpour. He appeared as confident, and unruly as ever. The top two buttons of his shirt were undone and a strand of wet hair dropped in his eyes. For a
Fiona’s POV Present I come back from the memory as if someone has yanked me out of it. Jeremy still stands near me, uncomfortably close. "--- the right one for you." He's saying something that I haven't heard. Before I can ask him to move back, an odd clicking sound comes from the far corner. I
I watch as Rowena’s face transforms. She plasters on a fake smile and tries to engage the prince, but he doesn't respond to her. Instead, he dismisses her coldly, not even acknowledging her presence. Then, he casually takes a fig tart and places it on his plate, turning to me with a wink. “I didn’t
Fiona’s POV I cock my head to the side and concentrate on the noise. Am I mistaken? Could fatigue from the relentless presentation preparation be playing tricks on my mind? Questions swarm through my thoughts, but deep down, I am certain of what I heard. Without a doubt, it was the voice of my wo
I send one last prayer to the Goddess above that I don’t appear as nervous as I feel. Then, I take a deep breath, and address the audience. “Good morning, everyone. I am Fiona from Silver Moon and I am not going to stand here and open up a presentation for you.” At that, I see the people in the aud