Noah POV
I was sitting in my office downstairs, having taken Amelia to the top floor for dress fittings.
She needed to get out of the room.
Amelia didn’t want to know the answer to whether she still carried our baby.
With everything that had gone on the last few days, I couldn’t really blame her either.
I wasn’t up for taking that blow either.
We weren’t even catching a break. I’d held the Alphas back, explaining the situation of the rogues and the likelihood that they would die trying to get here.
But now, we had to invite them all here to bear witness to Amelia’s ceremony and her blood right to the crown.
I’d no longer be king; I’d be Amelia’s king. I’ve made peace with this decision a while ago. I can’t live without my tiny mate.
Amanda's mind linked me.
“Your majest
