The Heir In Disguise
dy Evelyn, into her chambers. Evelyn, with her vibrant auburn curls and delicate features, car
an array of rare herbs, silken baby garments, and vials of tonics. "He insisted I br
"Father has always been thoughtful," she said, glancing at E
r you. But I was thinking... perhaps I could stay here with you?
lyn, I would love that. Truly. Having
it," Evelyn said confident
er sister's presence. "Let's go to the g
alace, chatting about old memories and future plans. As they tur
Margret said softly, dr
, he exuded an undeniable aura of authority and charisma. His dark hair framed his c
and turned toward them. His expression softened when his ey
warm but restrained in front of company. His
eth. Evelyn has brought gifts from Father. She's also offered to
hat's kind of you," he said, his voice measured. "You're
aint blush. "Thank you, Your Majesty. I onl
tugging at his lips. "I'm s
softening once more. "I'll see you later, Margret," he said
herself, but her thoughts betrayed her. She had admired Gareth from afar for years, even before he married
ouched her sister's arm. "Come, let's walk in
forcing a smi
n't shake the wistful ache in her heart, knowing that
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djusting her cloak nervously. She avoided her sist
her tone casual yet hurried. "There are some things I
lanced up and smiled. "That's thoughtful of you, Evely
oak. "Of course," she replied softly, her vo
e and instructed the driver to head toward the outskirts of the kingdom. The
ood over her head. The herb maker's cottage was nestled deep in th
figure stood there-a woman with sharp eyes that seemed to p
maker rasped, her vo
d jars filled with mysterious liquids lined the shelves. The herb maker gestured for Evelyn to sit as she disapp
laced with curiosity. "A love potion, potent and untraceabl
, placing it on the table. "Here is your p
, taking the pouch and weighin
toward the curtain behind her. Kaelen stepped out fr
e herb maker, dropping a heav
ness," the herb maker replied sm
utside . Once she was gone, he turned to t
ssly," he said, his tone laced with amuseme
elen turned on his heel and disappeared into the sha
der the cover of night. She slipped into her chambers, her heart ra
self. Soon, Gareth will
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to execute her plan. When the tray of food was prepared for His Majesty, she quickly intervened, pretending to inspect the a
n lingered in the hallway, biding her time. The plan was simple: Gareth would eat the
peeked into Margret's chambers and found her sound asleep, the
ng, her breath hitching as she closed the door behind her. Gareth was seated at his d
w furrowing. "What are you
ed slightly, his eyes blinking slowly as a wave of dizziness hit him
ing?" he murmured, his
hands trembling with anticipation. She
xing. "You've been working too hard, Your Ma
usion and authority. He tried to stand, but
t fall to the floor. Her trembling hands moved to the ties of her go
reached out weakly, his tone more forceful despit
nfidence grew as she stepped clos
her voice filled with yearning. "I only