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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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Not Wanted, But Needed

"And what could that possibly be, Celia? Because there's nothing you could ever say or do that would change my feelings for you-"

"I found out I was with child." she cut in.

There, she'd said it.

Lucas visibly paled. Something withered in his eyes.

"You're having a baby?" he eventually choked out as the gravity of her words sunk in. He even took a small step backwards from her.

Celia felt that backwards step as if he'd stomped on her heart. She wanted to start smashing things in anguish.

"Congratulations then, Your Highness." He gave her a tight, shallow smile. A courtier's smile. "You must be very pleased to be having a child. Prince Tobin's heir, I should say. And yes, you're quite right to say it makes things impossible between us."

She understood the polite distance that had crept into his tone. He was merely trying to protect himself, and her. What else could he do when the mother of his future king stood before him?