PYRO'S POV

I did not move or say anything. It was not good for me and Fira, but this was my destiny. A king's duty and responsibility.

My brothers stared at me with worry in their eyes. I kept my mouth when my father tapped my shoulder. “You’ve got a good choice. My son is kind and smart, too. He is a great fighter. Congratulations.”

I stared at her face and then burst a word in a low tone. “Why?”

“I just feel like it’s you.”

I shut my mouth again. I just bowed my head. “My pleasure, your majesty.”

Even if I did not want to. I had no...