#Chapter 142: The Princess Treatment

Lyra POV

The next morning at The Citadel, doubt still clung to me like a heavy fog. The last time I’d gone through with a wedding, I’d known in my heart it would end in disaster.

This time, it wasn’t certainty that haunted me—it was uncertainty.

Last night, I was convinced that I had placed the voice of my mysterious savoir; today, I was filled with doubt. It didn’t make sense, I just couldn’t be