Princess Ayla
“f**k,” I growled, slamming the book close. None of this makes any sense and until I can speak with King Kaden, I don’t think it will. I need to know his thought process. What he is thinking and why he feels that way.
A knock on my door had me grumbling as I sunk back into the pillows on my bed. I didn’t want to get up, so I just called out for whoever it was to enter. I was feeling frustrated and hormonal. I just wanted this day to be over with.
Xander entered my room and let out a chuckle when he noticed I was still in bed, wearing a pout.
“What’s wrong? Not enough chocolate?”
“I would never say no to more, but it’s not just that. Do you have a family history book on King Kaden? I want to understand more about him,” I asked him.
“I don’t. I’ve only been told so m
