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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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Such a Pity

The moment Celia exited through the banquet hall doors, she let her rigid frame slump and brought her hands back to her face.

Walking though a hall with the grace of a goddess was all well and good, but her head really was killing her. The pain had made her eyes water and she could feel the mixture of tears and blood dripping down her jaw and making her itchy.

Celia stool still for a few moments, head tilted back and pinching the bridge of her nose. She'd always been somewhat prone to nosebleeds so she knew the bleeding would staunch itself fairly soon.

All she wanted now was some time alone to clean herself up and tend to her pounding head. She didn't think it was likely, however. The king had sounded ready to throw Tobin out of the banquet himself if he didn't leave on his own volition.