Chapter 248 EMPRESS IN WAITING 3

Each stroke of the quill sent a faint throb through her palms, but she bore it without a flinch. The sting was almost penance — for pride, for anger, for whatever misstep had set fire to the fragile thread between herself and the man she was to marry.

Across from her, the royal scribe, Mistress Hel...

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