Lumina could not stop smiling as they walked back to their chamber. Her hand was tucked into Ashen's arm, her head lifted slightly as if she could see the stars beyond the roof.
She kept hearing Serena's voice in her head, over and over again. I am carrying the Crown Prince's heir.
The words should have made her furious since it is ruining her sister's image. Instead, she almost laughed.
Who would have believed that her little sister, the oh-so-perfect Crown Princess, would have her perfect night shattered so completely?
Ashen glanced down at her, the corner of his mouth curving. "You look very pleased with yourself," he said, his tone amused.
"Pleased? I am happy," she replied, her voice holding no shame. "All my life she has reminded me that she is the Crown Princess, that I should always stand behind her, respect her. Tonight the tables turned, and it was her turn to kneel and hear something she could not stop. Why should I not be happy? It is my joy in a way."
