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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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Lucas hadn't exaggerated when he said the nuns were welcoming their travelling party with open arms. As Celia was led inside the priory, she was greeted by a cluster of nuns in wimples and dark habits, all bowing deeply.

One of the older women stepped forward and introduced herself as the prioress. "You may call me Mother Deborah, Your Grace. We're honoured by your visit to our humble home. Please follow me."

Celia nodded and smiled tentatively at the short woman with the lined but jolly face. She was rewarded with a wide, warm smile in return.

"I'm afraid we don't have guest rooms for all of your party in the main building." Mother Deborah explained a few moments later with an apologetic smile. They were now standing at the edge of a long but rather narrow courtyard. In the rapidly fading light, Celia saw a smaller white building at its far end.