OLIVIA BURNS

The last time had been close, too close for comfort. I placed my hand daintily on the pale neck that was reflected in the large mirror.

The Queen’s mirror. It felt so surreal that I almost couldn't believe I had finally managed it. 

“Queen in seven days, I'm a bloody rockstar mother,” I panted, forcing myself to smile in the mirror, to be happy.

I had seen Nikolai’s stormy gray eyes when he had made the announcement, when everyone’s eyes were on him and his were supposed to be on me, he was searching the room for another woman.

It seemed as if everything I tried I couldn't...