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THE CHOICE: My King or My Knight?

[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

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On a Mission

~ ZARA ~

I took a couple steps back from Roselind who was clearly struggling not to dissolve into tears, and gestured for Ash, and Roselind's Defender to come closer.

"Is it true that these rulers would expect her to just show up and... provide services?"

Roselind's defender nodded sadly. "I have urged her to speak to the King—these practices are outlawed in Arinel. But the rulers only attend this land because it is understood that they quietly retain their traditions... Rose doesn't believe the King cares enough for her to stand against another ruler for her."

"Is that right?" I asked darkly.

Ash tensed. "Zara, you have to consider—"

I turned on him. "If he wouldn't put a stop to this, he isn't the man I think he is. I couldn't give myself to a man who would... allow this," I snapped.

Ash gave me a pointed look. "The Select don't choose the King. He chooses them," he said with a warning in his eyes.