Daniel walked through the palace corridors with purpose, his footsteps echoing against the marble floors. The weight of the crown felt heavier than usual today, but for the first time in years, he had clarity. The conversation with his parents had solidified something inside him. He was done pretending. Done sacrificing his happiness for political alliances and family expectations. Raine was back, and Daniel refused to lose him again.

He entered his private office, the large oak desk and towering bookshelves familiar but somehow distant now. He sat down and picked up his phone, dialing Betty’s number without hesitation. She answered on the second ring, her voice bright and warm....