Get Mated Or Pass Down The Mantle

Nora's POV

On my return to the throne room, I met my father and mother seated. They are having a bit of a conversation.

Not wanting to disturb them, I stood aside, shifting my weight from one leg to the other until they noticed my presence and at once, mother gestured to me.

“I’m sorry I called you out here. You should be getting some rest by now but this matter needs urgency.” She helped me to sit, afterwards took her seat next to me.

Taking my hand, she placed it on her thigh and then placed her hands on top of it.

“Nora dear, it's time you find yourself a mate. You shouldn't think you don't need one because of your status or anything.” She took a brief pause and then picked up the pace.

“The job of the leader is grueling, you need someone to stand by you each time and also give you the will power to go on, don't you think?” She flashed me a smile as she rubbed my arm.

“Ye