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My father had not been pleased with how long we had been gone, but there was nothing to be done about it now. A party was soon being held, where my soon-to-be husband would be in attendance. He and my father had been working together on something I wasn’t privy to, likely related to the benefits they would gain from this marriage. I was merely the link.
Luckily, I had avoided much interaction with him and had enjoyed my time with Will, but now I could no longer avoid King Hector.
“How about wearing your hair up today, Your Highness?” Emma, one of my chambermaids, suggested.
With Kira on her honeymoon, Emma had taken over many of my duties. She usually dressed me, but not tonight. She held up my blond hair, arranging it into a low bun rather than a ponytail. I examined it from
