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In stark contrast to our initial meeting, she and I had become fast friends. She showed me around the city and introduced me to the king’s court. She had helped me to become familiar in the ways of the city, too. Together, the two of us had assisted in the makeshift hospitals, tending wounds and helping the soldiers and their families get back on their feet.

“Sophia,” Roken murmured, capturing my attention once and for all. I smiled, turning my gaze fully back to him.

He extended a hand, and I took several steps towards him, entangling my fingers within his. I dipped my head in respect and curtsied, but his arm quickly wound around my waist and lifted me back up.

“You bow to no one, my queen,” he scolded lightly, and my cheeks flushed with heat at the unexpectedly firm admonishment. His gaze slid up and down my body, taking in the gorgeous forest green gown that embraced my body like a glove. The tailor-made gown accentuated my every curve. The sweetheart neckline exposed a scandalous amount of my chest, and the trailing train was adorned with glittering gold embroidery, sewn in a beautiful landscape of dragons and fire. With every step, the gentle rustle of silken fabric followed.

“You are breathtaking, my sweet mate,” he whispered. He angled his face upward, scenting the air, and I blushed harder, knowing exactly what he was searching for.

“I followed your instructions,” I whispered, unable to admit to what he had demanded this morning out loud.

“Good girl,” he purred, and my heart constricted tight in my chest. I breathed a sigh of relief as he pulled me forward up onto the stage that overlooked the entire city and the surrounding landscape.

An attendant stood beside us, waiting with the king’s crown, a true masterpiece of regal craftmanship. Fashioned from the finest gold, it formed an intricate framework adorned with glittering emeralds.

It was a crown worthy of a king.

As I stood beside Roken, his voice rang out with a commanding presence, resonating through the grand hall as he addressed the gathered crowd. His voice, once burdened with the weight of a curse, now soared with newfound clarity and purpose. My heart swelled with emotion at the sound.

“My beloved people,” he began, his eyes sweeping across the faces before him, “today marks a new era for our kingdom. Together, we stand, united by the bonds of loyalty and resilience. It is with great pride and gratitude that I stand before you, once more, as your true king. At this same moment, I must ask you to accept Sophia as your reigning queen. She is to rule by my side as your sovereign and my one true mate.”

A wave of applause and cheers filled the hall, a testament to the unwavering support of our people. Roken’s gaze shifted to me, his eyes reflecting the gratitude and love that flowed between us.

With a smile, he continued, “But let us not forget the journey that has brought us here. We have faced adversity, darkness, and the weight of our own doubts. Yet, we have emerged stronger, bound by an unbreakable spirit. Our shared determination has shattered the chains that once held us captive, propelling us towards a brighter future.”

His voice carried the essence of a leader, intertwining humility and strength as he rallied our people with words of inspiration. “Today, we reclaim what was rightfully ours. With every step forward, we leave behind the shadows of the past and embrace the light that guides us. Together, we shall rebuild, restore, and ensure that our kingdom flourishes under the principles of justice, compassion, and unity.”

As his speech reached its crescendo, a surge of hope filled the room, a palpable energy that electrified the atmosphere. The crowd erupted into a deafening, thunderous applause. I watched with pride as Roken stood tall and resolute, his presence radiating the essence of a true leader and I knew that, together, we would forge a future filled with limitless possibilities.

It was our destiny.

The sun descended past the mountains on the horizon, and Roken dipped his head towards me. With a gentle kiss to my cheek, he pulled me in close.

“I think we have something to deal with tonight, don’t we?” he murmured, his voice low enough that only I could hear. His hand pressed firmly against my lower back, holding me captive against him.

“My king,” I began.

“I like the sound of that rolling off your tongue,” he continued, the sound of his words a soft purr that reverberated through me with vigor.

Any sassy retort died in my throat at the heated look in his gaze.

“Now, my queen, would you like me to be gentle tonight?”

The gentle rumble of his voice set my core on fire, and I shifted my feet, causally rubbing my thighs against one another and noticing that I was already wet. There was no doubt in my mind that he already knew.

“No, my king,” I whispered in a rush, afraid I wouldn’t get the words out before I lost my nerve.

“Good.”

CHAPTER23

Sophia

The festivities raged long into the night, but Roken’s hand never released mine as he led me through our people. Hands reached out to graze my shoulders with reverence, and I smiled, dipping my head slightly in acknowledgement as we passed by until we entered the castle and ascended a spiral staircase to the king’s chambers at the very top of the castle.

The archway hummed with magic as we passed through the threshold.

“My chambers have been spelled to me and you, my queen. No one else may enter here. You will be safe from all manner of threats,” he explained softly.

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