DAZE

The two royal guards standing by the Queen’s chamber door looked too serious for my liking. Their faces were carved like stone, their posture stiff.

I wondered when King Rowan suddenly started caring so much about Queen Isolde again. He barely looked at her during council meetings, and now he had guards stationed like she carried his crown on her head.

It didn’t make sense. The queen didn’t deserve how he treated her, cold, distant, like she was invisible. If I were her, I would ...