Married to an Illegitimate Prince who is my Enemy

Cynthia?" the king demanded,

er brother's gaze and responded nonchalantl

among the crowd. Their gazes turned s

en taught from a young age-a noble must never lose their composure

ath, controlling his anger. W

couldn't marry her to someone of lower status, so he arranged a marriage with Duke

t

nthia could answ

ngagement," Duke Dorian declared

he joined Lady Valentine's side, slipping hi

envy for once, but it was in vain. Cynthia's expres

ian to flinch, removing his hand away from his l

Duke," Cynthia remarked, side-eyeing

o maintain his composure before the o

with my sister?" the king asked, cle

very party she attended! The other day, she grabbed my sword! What woman would behave in such a manner? No man would marry her!" Doria

l

oublesome woman...

n will be willing

ncess will stay

even feel

is favor, Dorian's worried expr

e shifted to Cynthia, who nodded witho

this lady in your arms just now?" he demanded, looki

d nervously. The king had never looked at

throne. He calmly sat down, observ

ad, wondering what he

aid my sister will

dded, thoug

on the throne smirke

here is

s statement, the

old man in the group mus

ce Lu

emed familiar, but she couldn

ucian of

shouted, drawing every

nd to stop his sister

tonight. I think it's time to r

r worried expression pleading for

treaty between Selvarys and Eldoria. He wants a marriage alliance

ies in front of

e a princess," one

rd their mockery, sh

g his hands and signalling the musicians to resume their tune,

*

tied with a belt, slightly exposing his chest. Through his glas

mportant documents to someone on the battlefiel

" a familiar so

see his little sister peeking through the do

olet night robe, with a large dark co

ir chuckled, gesturing for her

neat and clean at first glance, but the desk was

?" Alistair asked onc

al. Why didn't I hear

t that I didn

ia sn

I suppos

ckled, confu

e you l

ter, you don't need

rolled h

ears old. I'm not little anymo

s glasses as they slid down his nose. "But... you don't have to marry if you don't want to. I wil

dn't respond for a moment, then

puzzled by his s

e you l

er ref

of a young woman fearing marriage or wanting to escape it; rather,

ne..." Alistair's heart ached at the thought of sending his sis

aid softly, barely audible. "Too many,