Chapter 13

At last a hoarse cough sounded from the dungeon entrance, and they turned to see Ned returned to them, embarrassed but determined. “I’ve told his Majesty young Adrien simply felt himself unworthy to wed the princess, and he was greatly cheered by the news. My orders now are to have Adrien released from his cell and made ready for the wedding with all haste,” he told them with a broad smile.

They released one another with reluctance. Selene pressed one last, chaste kiss to Adrien’s lips, leaving them tingling with desire. “You must go. And I must find myself a gown to wear! Until later, dear heart!”

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A great cheer rang through the guardroom at Adrien’s entrance and meaty hands clapped her on the back until her shoulders began to feel quite sore. “Enough!” she cried. “For I’ve a suit of wedding clothes to find and a ring for my bride, and a thousand other preparations to make!”