NADIA’S POV
Heath had lied to me.
At first, it didn't occur to me as a possibility while I sat coyly in the corner, watching as another woman captured the King's attention, warmed his bed, and played warrior lover on the palace’s courtyard.
Even with my self-inflicted imprisonment, I’d lived every bit of their romance like the torture it was, one psychotic breakdown after another.
Hours had passed since dusk fell.
The chattering sound of maids retiring to their chambers distracted me for a moment.
Excitement was evident in their voices as they discussed the royal romance, describing it as something like nothing they’d ever heard before.
It was all they ever spoke about. No wonder I knew everything about the couple’s disguise for the Night Market Festival, even from behind the wa
