Chapter twenty-eight.

~Ethan.

Aurora's reaction wasn't what I was expecting, but then, what really was I expecting? That she went on her knees and begged me not to marry another lady? That she told me I was stuck in her head the same way she has been stuck in mine since we met again.

There was really nothing to say, even though I had expected her to say something. Anything at all. Aurora had moved on with her life, and it was high time I did too since the fate of the throne continuing throughout my generation depended on me.

Tiffany was fun and smart and different and I liked her too, so why was I feeling bad about that? Why was the idea of starting afresh with her not settling well with me?

On getting to the royal chambers, I stomped past my room and climbed up the rooftop. My mind was far occupied to welcome any amount of sleep in it, and honestly, I didn't really want to sleep. I wanted to think, to get lost in my head and maybe, just maybe, finally get Aurora out of it.

The wind rustled against my hair