Amelia POV
I walked out into the garden with the Alpha's words still ringing in my ears.
“Your mother would be so proud young lady.”
“You're the spitting image of your mother on her wedding day to your father.”
“That dress is just like your mother’s.”
“My Queen can I just say how radiant you are. I watched your mother get married and I wept when you both died. I watched you grow up you know? I knew it was you the second Mark sent me the photo.”
My Foster father had been very busy gaining the Alpha's support when he thought I would be fighting for the crown with Noah’s family.
Thankfully that all worked out and the Alphas told me how pleased they were for that too.
Just as Mark said. The old bards won’t mince their words.
“The moon goddess works in marvellous ways, doesn’t
