Alia_Romano

-Widow's game book 2- 
In the kingdom of Elynor, love and ambition ignite like fire and magic.

Twenty-five years after the kingdom’s dark age, we enter the Golden age where the crown prince of Elynor lives a life of indulgence. Beloved by the people and renowned for his power, Prince Elynor’s charm is rivaled only by his ego, which often clouds his sense of duty. Meanwhile, Isolde—a shy yet fiercely talented mage—dreams of securing a position in the royal court. From her humble beginnings, Isolde has fought to prove her worth, but self-doubt and rigid discipline threaten to keep her from embracing her full potential.

When their paths collide in the grand halls of the Elynorian court, sparks fly in more ways than one. His confidence challenges her insecurities; her determination tests his arrogance. 

Will their clashing personalities tear them apart—or will they discover that together, they are an unstoppable force?

A tale of ambition, desire, and destiny in a world where love is the ultimate magic.

The Widow's game : Elynor's Legacy & The Royal Spell

"You don't have to think Isolde, just do." Elynor's words clamped down on her racing thoughts. Her lips pursed tightly together she didn't want to add anymore fuel to the fire after all what was she to do? So much had already transpired and she was in the thick of it wether she liked it or not. Isolde took a deep breath, trying to steady herself.

"I... I understand my place, Prince Elynor," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I will do as you ask, but I cannot promise my thoughts will be silent."

The prince turned to face her fully, his expression inscrutable. "I do not ask for your silence, Isolde," he said, his voice softening slightly. "I ask for your discretion."

Isolde's eyes widened at the prince's words, a flicker of surprise and understanding passing over her features. Discretion. It was a loaded term, one that carried with it a weight of unspoken implications. She swallowed hard, her throat suddenly dry.

Chapter 19