Soren
"Your marriage to the princess was the last straw with the Council," Alden said quietly. "I see no path forward without… a forced abdication."
I didn't answer right away.
My gaze was fixed to the pool below, where Maisie cut through the water in smooth, powerful strokes. The evening sun painted her skin in liquid gold, the scandalous light purple swimsuit clinging to every curve like a second skin. She laughed brightly and unrestrained as she pounced on Regina, dragging the redhead under with a splash. Juliette and Jenny joined the chaos moments later, turning the pool into a battlefield of shrieks and laughter.
