[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
~ DAVID ~
I sat at the large stone table in the council chambers. It was a stone piece, carved in place and immovable, supposedly to symbolize the will of men in ruling Arinel.
I wondered at times whether it actually symbolized our foolishness.
Immovable in the extreme.
The council meeting was supposed to begin in less than an hour and I hadn't reviewed the reports from our watchers, or the treasury yet. I had been staring at the sheets of parchment for over half an hour, my eyes skimming the words but taking nothing in because my mind was consumed with the shitshow exploding around me and my body would not relax.
Last night had been wonderful and stupid and… such a risk.
Such a damn, foolish risk.
I cursed and flipped back to the previous parchment again knowing I'd absorbed nothing. But just as I tried to make myself focus, the wide door of the chamber swung open and a guard announced Lord Stark.
A weight appeared in my stomach.