Archer has always known what is expected of him. He accepts to be betrothed
to a woman he doesn’t know, for the sake of the kingdom. An alliance
between the two kingdoms is needed in order to fight off the rebels. He
goes to great lengths to win the affection of his betrothed.

Adalia doesn't want to be an ornament. She wants to be a strong queen, who
joins her army in battles. But she is a princess. The only thing expected
of her is to be beautiful and reproduce one heir after another. Adalia goes
to Archer’s kingdom ready to accept her fate. But when she runs into Xander
her childhood crush, she commits to marrying him instead of the future King.

BRED FOR DUTY

Kicking, he had woken up from his insistent nightmare. He was back at the field fighting for him life. But the dream didn't end with him being stabbed but Adalia. The dream always ended the same way, with him standing over Adalia's withering body helpless. His heart was pounding as he shook and drowned in sweat. The dark terror of the dream writhed in his belly. 


Archer felt a dull ache in his side, followed by a sharp pain. His body was still weak but at least he could feel something. He lifted his body up on his elbows and looked around the room. There was nothing inside that hut that he recognized. Nothing in there looked like a place he would frequent. It looked like a poor man's home. His bed was made out of straw and the ground was of pure dirt. He could smell everything from there, the dirt the different scents of flowers and food. A low grumble from his stomach affirmed it, he could smell food. 


CHAPTER ELEVEN (B)