THE CHOICE: My King or My Knight?
[COMPLETE] When Zara walked in on her boyfriend sleeping with another woman, she cursed God for the lack of good men in this miserable, modern world. Then she woke up in a romantic land of honorable Knights and the Royal Court. There, Zara is stunned to find herself one of eighteen women called The Select, from which the handsome, powerful King will choose his bride. She finds the magnetic King compelling. But her dashing Knight Defender has declared his love—and vows to save her from certain death: Tradition requires every woman in the Select who is not the King’s chosen bride to be executed to cover her family’s shame. Yet, the King is also making his intention to win Zara clear. None of this would matter if it was just a dream. But Zara is soon forced to accept that this is no fantasy. Which means each man—and his love—is real. And this world is a deadly nightmare. As the tension between the two men grows, Zara must make a choice. But how can a woman choose between a powerful King and a deadly Knight? Especially when either would kill to keep her? Are you #TeamKing or #TeamKnight? COVER IMAGE: Copyright (c) 2023 Author AimeeLynn
Revelations – Part 2
~ ZARA ~
Without another thought, I grabbed the spools of thread I'd gathered, tied one to the leg of the table near the passageway door and triggered the door to open, striding into the dark without a second thought.
Until I heard the laugh.
One step beyond the walls of my room and that frenetic little laugh, that strange, cold titter that Emory had been using with the men in the ballroom tonight sent a shiver up my spine.
I froze, mid-step, turned away from the direction that would eventually take me to David's rooms and turned to face Emory's.
Which was when I saw the line of light.
The passageway door into her room that had been left slightly ajar, leaving a line of warm light further down the narrow passage.
Someone had gone to Emory's rooms through the passages.
And she was laughing about it.
Certainty settled on my shoulders like one of those heavy fur capes. Swirled around me to hold me as I started to move.