went back to pacing.
“You have to go ,” she said. “This isn’t right. We shouldn’t have done this. What if this causes him to not want to marry me? My father will kill me if I’ve ruined this arrangement.”
Aaron wrapped his arms around her, but it did nothing to calm her fears. She studied his face, clearly seeing the hurt in his eyes at what she’d said.
“I love you, Aaron. I always will. It’s time to say goodbye.” A tear slipped out of the corner of her eye and trickled down her face.
Aaron wiped it away with his thumb. “I love you, Veronica. Maybe we got a little carried away, but I will never admit that this was a mistake. I want you to be happy. I will always be available if you need me.”
“I know.” Her voice came out in a choked whisper.
They kissed one last time, and Aaron left her arms for good.
Chapter 4
Prince Benard waited at the head of the enormous room. His mother and father waited before him, right next to King Doogan, Veronica’s father. The room was decorated finely in gold, cream, and silver flowers, ribbons, and candelabras.
The crowd in the room consisted of each of their immediate families. The groll attacks kept the usual celebrations for this type of occasion to a minimum.
He was curious to see Veronica’s reaction after last night. He imagined she would be furious. He didn’t blame her for what she did. Benard blamed Aaron. Younger men had a way of thinking with their cocks, and Benard didn’t want young Aaron anywhere near his future wife. At age nineteen, she was six years younger that he was, but that wouldn’t matter.
She’d mature quickly as his wife.
The harpist began playing as the double wooden doors on the far side of the room swung slowly open.
Princess Veronica stepped into the doorway wearing a shiny pearl-colored gown with silver beading that accentuated her ample chest. Her hair was pinned up with brown ringlets hanging down to the sides of her face.
Benard was instantly turned on by the sight of her. She will look amazing at my side as my Queen—as long as she doesn’t get fat.
She glided into the room to the beat of the music, and Benard swore he could freeze water with the look she gave him. It made her look amazingly sexy.
She stepped forward until she was standing just across from him. They were required to face each other during the ceremony. If looks could kill, Benard knew he would have been dead the second she stepped into the room and saw him.
“Welcome all to the engagement ceremony celebrating the joining of Princess Veronica and Prince Benard,” began the Priest.
Benard didn’t pay much attention to the ramblings of the Priest. His attention was drawn to the tight dress that covered Veronica’s milky skin. It accentuated her every curve perfectly, and left just a peak of cleavage showing. He couldn’t wait to get her alone and naked, though he feared she would be mad at him for what he’d done after they met the night before for a very long time.
There were ways around anger, though. With the right amount of temptation and desire she would crack and let him in —eventually.
At the end of the ceremony , he was asked to take her hand and kneel before her. She held out her hand to him reluctantly. He took it gently, and kissed the back of her hand as a gesture of acceptance.
That was it. They were officially engaged.
He knew their engagement would be short. King Doogan was near death, and wanted to see Veronica married to a proper Prince who could look after the kingdom before he died. The details had yet to be set by the two Kings. He and Veronica didn’t have much say in the process, but none of that really mattered to him.
He was ready to step up and be King as soon as they would let him.
People began filing out of the room. Tradition allowed them to have a short time alone together before they attended a reception to greet the guests.
Once they were alone, Veronica let her anger fly.
“What did you do to
“You have to go ,” she said. “This isn’t right. We shouldn’t have done this. What if this causes him to not want to marry me? My father will kill me if I’ve ruined this arrangement.”
Aaron wrapped his arms around her, but it did nothing to calm her fears. She studied his face, clearly seeing the hurt in his eyes at what she’d said.
“I love you, Aaron. I always will. It’s time to say goodbye.” A tear slipped out of the corner of her eye and trickled down her face.
Aaron wiped it away with his thumb. “I love you, Veronica. Maybe we got a little carried away, but I will never admit that this was a mistake. I want you to be happy. I will always be available if you need me.”
“I know.” Her voice came out in a choked whisper.
They kissed one last time, and Aaron left her arms for good.
Chapter 4
Prince Benard waited at the head of the enormous room. His mother and father waited before him, right next to King Doogan, Veronica’s father. The room was decorated finely in gold, cream, and silver flowers, ribbons, and candelabras.
The crowd in the room consisted of each of their immediate families. The groll attacks kept the usual celebrations for this type of occasion to a minimum.
He was curious to see Veronica’s reaction after last night. He imagined she would be furious. He didn’t blame her for what she did. Benard blamed Aaron. Younger men had a way of thinking with their cocks, and Benard didn’t want young Aaron anywhere near his future wife. At age nineteen, she was six years younger that he was, but that wouldn’t matter.
She’d mature quickly as his wife.
The harpist began playing as the double wooden doors on the far side of the room swung slowly open.
Princess Veronica stepped into the doorway wearing a shiny pearl-colored gown with silver beading that accentuated her ample chest. Her hair was pinned up with brown ringlets hanging down to the sides of her face.
Benard was instantly turned on by the sight of her. She will look amazing at my side as my Queen—as long as she doesn’t get fat.
She glided into the room to the beat of the music, and Benard swore he could freeze water with the look she gave him. It made her look amazingly sexy.
She stepped forward until she was standing just across from him. They were required to face each other during the ceremony. If looks could kill, Benard knew he would have been dead the second she stepped into the room and saw him.
“Welcome all to the engagement ceremony celebrating the joining of Princess Veronica and Prince Benard,” began the Priest.
Benard didn’t pay much attention to the ramblings of the Priest. His attention was drawn to the tight dress that covered Veronica’s milky skin. It accentuated her every curve perfectly, and left just a peak of cleavage showing. He couldn’t wait to get her alone and naked, though he feared she would be mad at him for what he’d done after they met the night before for a very long time.
There were ways around anger, though. With the right amount of temptation and desire she would crack and let him in —eventually.
At the end of the ceremony , he was asked to take her hand and kneel before her. She held out her hand to him reluctantly. He took it gently, and kissed the back of her hand as a gesture of acceptance.
That was it. They were officially engaged.
He knew their engagement would be short. King Doogan was near death, and wanted to see Veronica married to a proper Prince who could look after the kingdom before he died. The details had yet to be set by the two Kings. He and Veronica didn’t have much say in the process, but none of that really mattered to him.
He was ready to step up and be King as soon as they would let him.
People began filing out of the room. Tradition allowed them to have a short time alone together before they attended a reception to greet the guests.
Once they were alone, Veronica let her anger fly.
“What did you do to
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