FOME A BASTARD TO A QUEEN 3

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"Everyone is questioning your stay in this room since you arrived." Berlin started as she changed the sheets. I stood by the balcony and watched her do her job.

"So?" I asked leaning back to rest by back against the cold rays.

"The prince has fixed a date for your engagement ball." My eyes turned wide at her words. Evren fixed a date for that already? He didn't even discuss anything of such with me.

"What are you talking about?" I asked Berlin, shocked at his drastic decisions myself. He wasn't joking when he said we are still going to get married to matter what. Getting married to him is something I would never do.

"I guess you'll have to finally leave this room." She shrugged, her smile amicable.