Eliza’s POV
Bernard raised an eyebrow. "Wow, Princess Eliza. You're damn special to have a second chance, mate," he crossed his arms over his chest. I scowled at him, thinking about how I had rejected four mates already. My father was unwell, so did I want the hassle of another mate?
Alex placed a hand on my shoulder. "We'll support you, Eliza. We'll be here for you, no matter what."
I nodded, feeling thankful to my brother. He was always there for me, even when I was stubborn and headstrong.
"I think I need some time to think," I said, turning away from them. "I'll come back and talk to you both later."
Bernard nodded. "Take all the time you need, princess."
I walked back into my father's room, feeling anxious. Father's eyes were closed; I sat beside him, taking his hand in mine.
