Chapter Fifty-six

ARTHUR'S POV

For some reason, the thought of everyone knowing I liked Elsa bugged me. Not because she wasn't beautiful enough or up to my standards, if anything she had overpassed the test. But she was too young, and just like I said, for a reason I couldn't use identity, I knew it was a bad idea. 

I noticed her smiling brightly as the guard announced the arrival of the trainers. I was torn, how was I supposed to say no to her in front of everyone? After last night. As king, you always think that how to fight a war is the only decision that gives you a restless mind, well... It's not true.

"Let the corn braids in and take them to their quarters," I said. The guard nodded and walked away. The dining room was quiet and even without looking up, I knew they were all staring at me. For different reasons, I was