Olivia Burns

There was something wrong with me. With the baby. I could feel it.

“Congratulations again on your betrothal Miss Burns, I must say having the royal heir from the Main city castle walls has been long awaited.” One of the council wolves boomed, his small, sharp pointy teeth flashing as he grinned at me and I forced a smile back onto my face.

I felt Nikolai stiffen beside me and swallowed through the thick cobweb that had stretched tight around my windpipe.

I would not fool myself by thinking I had the King’s love when it was obvious to everyone that I didn't.

Someone had poisoned my afternoon...