Chapter 30: The coronation and epilogue
Two years after their wedding, Aria and Damien stood in the great cathedral preparing for their joint coronation. Both King […]
He was a prince posing as a servant. She was a princess hiding behind a mask. One perfect night—then the truth shattered everything.
Two years after their wedding, Aria and Damien stood in the great cathedral preparing for their joint coronation. Both King […]
One year after their daughter’s birth, Aria and Damien stood in their chambers preparing for another ceremony. “I can’t believe
Eight months into their marriage, Aria realized she was pregnant. She stared at the healer’s confirmation, mind reeling. They’d been
The morning after the masquerade revelation, Aria woke to crisis. “You need to see this,” Helena said, bursting into the
Six months into their marriage, the anniversary of the masquerade ball approached. “We should do something,” Helena suggested during one
Four months into their marriage, Aria woke to find Damien propped up in bed, writing in his journal. “Another poem?”
The weeks following Rothwell’s exile were tentative. Aria returned to their shared chambers, but the easy intimacy they’d had before
The separation lasted three weeks before everything fell apart. Damien spent that time rebuilding himself. No more council meetings where
Damien stood alone in their empty chambers, staring at the door Aria had walked through. She’d left him. His wife
Two months into their marriage, Aria woke to find Damien already gone. She found a note on his pillow: “Emergency