A Kingdom For A Bride

Synopsis

The day his first love returned, he announced before all the household, "Step aside—she is the true lady of this house." I froze, watching the woman, Charlotte White, loop her arm through his with a triumphant smile. Three years ago, I had married Edward Blackwell on her behalf, the silver that I brought with me propping up half his dominion. Now Charlotte had come back, and I had become nothing but an eyesore. When the papers of separation were laid before me, I did not tear them. I signed them without hesitation. But before I turned away, I lifted my gaze to him. "Please return the banners, the Pardon Charter, and the treasury of my family," I said. Edward blinked in shock. "And the heir? You would refuse even your son?" I cast a glance at the infant swaddled in the cradle. A pang of sorrow shot through me. Still, I shook my head. "I want nothing. Henceforth, we are even." I turned on my heel, and the sound of his hurried footsteps followed me down the corridor. But it was too late. Without the support of my family, what claim did he and his cherished first love truly have to stand in the capital?