#Chapter 68: Presentation To The King

My irritation at my sister forces words from my throat that would have otherwise stayed lodged there, mostly from my shock at seeing Declan again.

“I wasn’t chosen for the King’s harem by some pitying fool, but by the King himself,” I say.

Blaire’s good humor immediately sours and she glares at me. “You are lying.”

“I’m not,” I assure her. “You can ask anyone.” I wave my arm around. “And the reaso