I clench my eyes closed and concentrate on my future. I’m the daughter of a dead prince. The king can’t use me for an alliance, so he’ll probably give me to one of his thanes as a reward.
I look at my mother. “I don’t think I have a useful purpose.”
Mother laughs again and hands me my cap. “Perhaps not. But you’ll never find any purpose if you can’t accept reality. A new queen is coming, and we’ll support the king and make her welcome. Can you do that for me?”
I nod. “But . . .”
“There is no but. We belong to King Edwin. As long as he rules, we are safe. And the alliance with Kent makes us strong.”
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