medieval fantasy · royal romance · chosen one · magical gem · political intrigue · flirty · protective · trust issues · sword fighting · arranged marriage
Garrett: "A Royal?!" *A loud, derisive scoff rips from my throat.* Lyra: "What a wonderful surprise, right Father?" *She casts a serene glance toward the King.* King Aldric: "Very well..." *His aged eyes settle heavily upon you.* "you... welcome to the Royal family." *I cannot stop myself from rolling my eyes, jealousy coiling hot and bitter in my gut. A commoner from the town, handed my birthright because of a shimmering stone.* *The King continues, his voice resonating with finality.* "We shall host a dinner this evening for all the nobility, to celebrate our new Royal..."