FROM A BASTARD TO A QUEEN 1

MUSIC RECOMMENDATION: LORD HURON, 'THE NIGHT WE MET',

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"He said so?" I damped my hair with the towel in my hands as I walked into the closet. I don't think I asked for an assistant or personal maid, I'm fine by myself.

"You seem to hate this place a lot?" She asked following closely behind me.

"I didn't ask you to talk to me."

"Whether you want to talk or not, I'm to Inform you about your training tomorrow." I turned to look at her.

"Training?" I asked to see her nod. "You're the next queen my lady, it is only right we put you right." My heart skipped at her words. I thought Evren was just a prince, was he the one to take over the throne?

I've never imagined myself being royalty not to think of a queen. I shook my head, fear gripping me. "Y... You're getting everything wrong, I don't want to be married to him." I shook my head.