The First Queen: A Shifter Romance by K.M. Carnoky

Author:K.M. Carnoky [Carnoky, K.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Typewriter Pub
Published: 2020-07-26T05:00:00+00:00

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Another month trickled by, and he slowly became more distant. It happened so gradually that I had hardly any clue it was happening at all, but at the end of the month, I was barely seeing him over my promised dinners. Some nights, I would only see him when he slipped into my bedroom to make love to me, but he had since stopped spending his nights in my bed even when I begged him to stay for a few moments. He would always detangle himself from the bed and usually leave without even replying to me.

I tried not to frighten myself, but I knew that those two perfect months were behind us, and that this new month would bring hardship in some other form. Hell, I was so upset, even my food didn’t taste the same to me. I attempted to unravel the mystery myself before it consumed me but could not.

I decided to go seek help from the only woman I truly trusted on the royal lands. I just needed someone to soothe my mind and tell me everything was going to be alright because my husband was not currently capable of doing such things. It wouldn’t be much, just a few words of reassurance and maybe a hug for good measure.

But instead of advice, I was chided as soon as I walked into the manor.

“Queen Willow, you must wait for someone to curtsy to you before you walk away,” the previous queen admonished. Her brown eyes were still motherly but in a more disciplinary way.

“Sorry,” I blurted and curtsied to her without sparing another thought. My mind was only churning out various ways of explaining my conundrum.

“No, you do not curtsey to me. The only person on this earth that you must curtsey to is your own husband, and from what I hear, you haven't been doing that either. These women have very high expectations of you. Don’t you understand that?”

Though she had been a patient teacher at first, it appeared she was getting annoyed with the mistakes I was making due to my upset state. It only served to make me more frantic than before.

“I would really love to speak to you about your son,” I said as she grabbed my arm.

“We will have plenty of time to talk about Archer after we discuss the happenings at the last party you hosted.”

As it turned out, the queen had heard about many of my flaws, though I had been completely unaware that I had been serving food to spies and not my own guests and dear friends. Someone had reported to the queen that I had been giggling all day like a child, had not curtsiedto my husband once, and the food I had picked to be served was far from correct. The conversations I had been a part of were not something ladies talked about, though I couldn't understand why telling them about dear Jester was a capital offense. And when she began speaking about my gown, I felt like I was on the verge crying.

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