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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

AimeeLynn · Fantasie
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439 Chs

Assignation

~ ZARA ~

Half an hour later David sighed and kissed my knuckles again. 

My heart trilled with nerves because I could feel him starting to pull away in his mind, getting ready to leave. "How much more time do you have?" I asked. "Mardie said I can get up for an hour and sit in the chair... if someone carries me to it."

I looked at him and bit my lip.

David's smile grew, then faltered. "I cannot stay much longer, I have a meeting with the Council and my advisors, but..." There was a light in his eyes that made my stomach flutter. "Must it be this chair, or any chair as long as you are carried?"

I grinned. "I'd assume any chair, but I can check with Mardie."

He nodded. "After... perhaps this evening when everyone has left after the dinner meal, I could return and carry you to my study again?"

"I'd love that, David."

His smile got sultry. "Leave it with me. But dress comfortably. It might be quite late."