Third POV

“But don't let pity make you marry someone you don't love,” some voices were speaking in his head and he was confused as to which he should listen. Adrian wasn't sure whether to ignore these voices and mind the one in his heart. As he was contemplating, his phone rang.

“Excuse me!” He muttered. The queen and her daughter nodded.

When he peered at the screen, he had a sharp breath. Antonella and her daughter shot disturbed glances at each other. Adrian shut his eyes, now he was being pulled in two directions. He rose up and walked over to the other end of the room, not wanting...