Synopsis
After six years away from the war, my fiancé showed up. With another woman. And a child that was his. Saying he couldn't leave them behind. This same fiancé who'd dumped every duchess job onto my shoulders. "Leila, you're not even a duchess yet." When I heard that, I decided to end things. * "How much am I allowed to get away with?" Silence for a moment. Then I realized how weird that sounded, so I rushed to fix it. "Sorry, Your Majesty. I didn't mean to ask that, but—" "Whatever you want," Kalian said, cutting me off. His voice…
