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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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Innocent Mistakes

9 December, 1369. St Ivan's Palace, Havietten.

"Would you like me to hand you another book to browse, my lady?"

Celia shook her head.

"Would you like one of us to bring over your sewing again so that you can continue stitching?" Tamar persisted.

"No, I don't feel like sewing right now." Celia mumbled, trying not to sound so irritated. It wasn't her maids' fault she was so restless and bored.

She was sick of sewing new little baby tunics.

She was sick of reading. Especially since the only way for her to access fresh books was to send either a maid or a lady-in-waiting to choose some for her.

It turned out, sending illiterate women to a library to borrow books for you, didn't work out very well. Who would've thought it?

She was sick of napping. Whenever she'd feel herself finally drifting off, the baby would kick and she'd need to call for the chamber pot yet again.