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HERA
The cheer from the castle’s inhabitants does not sound as loud or as happy as that of the capital.
It sounds purely perfunctory and not at all genuine.
And as we walk past them I swear I can see more than a few disapproving glances.
Minth most especially, who isn’t even trying to hide her disdain and hatred and is openly glaring at me.
It should not bother me but it does.
The dragonkin of the capital may have accepted me but the people who live and work in the castle are not all pleased with the King’s choice of a wife.
But none of them would dare show it, especially not today and not with the king by my side.
Midas leads us through the castle and towards the golden doors of the great hall, his hand on the small of my back.
An unconscious, possessive gesture that cau
