Marry the fourth in line for the throne?
I still can’t believe it.
Orion would never.
I keep picturing them together. Her pouty lips and his frowning ones. Her batting eyelashes and his glaring eyes. My gut twisted at the very thought. It didn’t make any sense. I’m almost sure marrying a Lady is the last thing Orion wants. He hates nobles just as much as I hate my five year old statue at the entrance of the castle.
“Something on your mind, Princess?” Robert from the morning training asked as we jogged around the perimeter the next day.
“Oh, ah,” I shook my head to get myself out of my thoughts. “Yeah. I was just thinking about this girl I met at the luncheon yesterday.”
“Anyone I know?” He asked as we passed the outpost. I swear I think I saw Orion on the top floor peering down at u
