Chapter 37 THANK YOU, QUEEN PENELOPE

Joseline's pov

I was dying.

"Smile, Your Highness," Adira whispered from behind me.

I resisted the urge to groan.

The Praise of the Monarch had been going for three hours. I had officially stopped listening after the eleventh basket gift.

I missed dancing.

One noble after another approached th...

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