Chapter 112

Leo sat alone in his chambers, his gaze drifting to a painting that hung on the wall. It depicted him and Fiona in their royal robes, standing side by side. But in the painting, there was a space between them, an invisible barrier that Leo now longed to cross. He reached out and brushed his fingers against the canvas, wishing he could erase that distance. But it was for the good of the kingdom, he told himself. He didn't want Fiona to think that she was merely a pawn in his political game. How could he make things right.

Fiona entered the room, her long hair flowing down her back. She looked as though she were ready for bed, but Leo's heart raced as he took in her beauty. He tried to push down his impulses, knowing that it would be wrong to act on his desires before the wedding. But he also knew that the wait would be agonizing, and he feared that his self-control might not be enough to keep him from succumbing to his urges. He didn't know what to do, but he knew that whatever happene
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