ARTEMIS’ POV

The plan for tonight was to play the part of the perfect son.

The perfect prince.

The perfect fiancé.

To deceive the crowd long enough to think that I’d finally given in, that the marriage was really happening, and then not go along with it in the end.

It was all to buy more time, to convince Sera to run away with me. Everything was going perfectly well until I saw her.

Descending the stairs with Kamila on my arm like a bedazzled accessory, I felt her presence long before ...