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The Loneliest Ballad

“You must bear a child, Celia. what good is a woman who isn’t a mother? What good is an empty womb?” “Especially when it’s a foreign womb, like yours…” It’s not an easy life when you’re watched month after month, when all the blame is placed at your feet for your young husband having no heir. Celia Devon Tralhamir, Crown Princess of Havietten, waits every month with hope mingled with fear. A child will secure her future. But it will also bind her for life to a husband she neither loves or respects, who refuses to see her abilities. Is that what she wants? Is she content to prioritise security over happiness, and be a wordless decorative vessel all her life? Or is she brave enough to try to forge her own path and seize fulfilment on her own terms? Even in a society that cannot recognise individual brilliance in a mere woman. A sequel to the WEBNOVEL book “Earning the Love of a Princess”, this novel follows another woman born into the Royal House of Devon, trying to fight the confines that threaten to stifle her happiness.

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That Should Be Enough

Celia knew she was gaping at the king like in sheer stupidity but she couldn't help it. He was sending her to Islia?

She was going…home?

"It'll be your responsibility to be at Lord Nadrim's side for all negotiations." King Aron droned on grimly. "You must provide him with all the knowledge you have on Islia, its customs and its goals. Anything that will help him negotiate favourably with that duplicitous son of a bitch you call Father."

Celia nodded faintly, trying not to sway on her feet.

"But make no mistake, girl." he thundered. "You're a Tralhamir now and we expect you to act like one. You share information with Lord Nadrim and help him negotiate to our benefit, not the Islians'. Am I understood?"

Celia felt her back start to sweat when the full weight of what she was being told to do, crashed upon her. "You're sending me over there to spy on my own family and then use what I know against them?"

"Precisely."