"All hail the princess!" The courtiers shouted as they sank to their knees and placed their hands on their hearts that moment Lara wore her tiara. Feeling a thousand shades of awkwardness, her gaze drifted to Marcus who was sitting on the first chair on the left and watching her. He smiled and blew a kiss to her which made her blush a deep shade of red.

Biham noticed the way King Marcus was flirting with his daughter. He immediately became protective as a scowl appeared on his face. The girl had just become the princess and this shameless man had already started with his flirtations with her? Did Marcus...