Victoria
If there was something I ever regretted, it was not being truthful to myself in my past life. Not being able to be just me and not to play the perfect duke’s daughter who never broke a plate and always perfectly followed her father’s and fiancee’s orders.
But now I wonder if opening my heart to Alexander would be another thing I would regret in this life.
My feelings were true, and although I forced myself to deny them until now, I could no longer do it. I had fallen for the man I once just saw from afar. Alexander Graham, the bastard duke of the empire.
I glanced towards the training ground of the dukedom as my father and Alexander stood by each other's side. They had their backs to me, so they were unaware I was watching them from the balcony.
Both men were important in my
