Mia tried to pull her hand out of his grip, but he only tightened it more, so the only way she would be able to set herself free was to make a scene.

"Let me go," she said through gritted teeth.

He didn't do as told and, instead, wrapped his other hand around her waist.

He had a smug look on his face, and she was about to smack him, damning whoever was watching, when she heard their titles from behind.

"My king and my queen."

Mia stopped struggling with the king and, glancing up at him, saw the triumph on his face, knowing he had her in a tame...