The Prince Is A Princess

ce's

hed between us, th

and unwavering, waiting for my response. The w

l take

my secret buried, but this... this w

to remain impassive. "A wife?" I echoe

iven it much thought. The kingdom must have an heir, and wi

e truly expected me to marry, then my deception, the ve

n someone?" I a

ood and comes from a line of strong warriors. She will make

n. How was I supposed to give him somethin

. "Father, I..." I tried to

laced with the kind of authority that left no room

but I bowed my head in

was to invite suspicion,

nodding. "Good. Now, leave me. W

heel and left

ough the dimly lit corridors of the p

lk to my mot

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r – The Underg

atory were damp, the air thick with the

e occasional flicker of candlelight

mother who knew my secret, was hunche

alled, stepp

ctacles slightly fogged fro

ools down. "What brings you here? You usua

ly. "My father wants me to get ma

s glasses up the bridge of hi

ll am I supposed to keep this lie going if I'm

I knew this day would come eventually." He gestured for me

ation creeping into my tone. "There has to

ht, then sighed. "We c

ll. "

He leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table. "We could create

doubted my ability to continue the bloodline, he

ng my head. "He wou

ons. Either find a way to delay the wedding, or you go through with it

throat. Convince her? How? By t

e, my frustration boiling ove

ected, watching me carefu

ived this long by being careful, by keeping my emotions in

existence was b

to let this secr

. "You've kept this secret for fifteen years

weight of his words

me in my life... I w