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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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Celia pushed her half eaten plate away with a sigh. The food was well prepared and she enjoyed having her appetite back after the first few months of nausea. Unfortunately, she now found herself getting full after half a dozen mouthfuls.

"You're not going to eat that?" Without waiting for her reply, Tobin quickly speared the meat off her plate and pulled onto his own.

"No. But thank you for asking me first." Celia gave him a wry smile. He was oblivious to her sarcasm, of course.

She figured he'd have to stop eating at some point. There had to be a limit to what one man's stomach could endure, didn't there?

Eventually, Tobin did stop and pushed his chair back from the table. Mopping his damp brow with his linen napkin, he surveyed the hall before him. Celia did the same.