All Chapters of The Right Choice : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Everyone must die, eventually, and unfortunately for Grayson and all of Alderei, Abigail passed on at the age of 82. Being a sorcerer, Grayson was destined to live a long life. Losing his soulmate threw him into a deep sorrow. Abigail died in her sleep, in her favorite place - her husband’s arms. When Grayson woke up holding his wife's cold body, his wails could be heard for miles. He refused to let go of her for hours. Eventually, Benjamin managed to pry his father away so the undertaker could prepare the body for the funeral. Being a Grand Duchess, Abigail’s funeral was a grand one. All of Lydisia and Odel came to pay their respects, as well as most of the rest of Alderei. Grayson could be seen next to the coffin the entire time, crying and mourning the love of his life. He was inconsolable to the point that his children were worried about leaving him alone. Depsite the original plan to leave the Grand Duchy to Teddy, the children as a group decided to leave it to Benjamin, wit

Charlotte Much has been said about my parents and their love story. All of it is true. They were ridiculously and madly in love until the day they died. Knowing them, they are probably still ridiculously and madly in love in death. They were wonderful role models for how to properly treat someone you love. They teased each other gently, and my father often tickled my mother when he felt she was getting too serious or worked up. They laughed a lot, and they kissed a lot, and they hugged a lot. They treated each other with respect even when they didn't agree, which was not often. They spread that unconditional love to their children - all six of us. Seven, if you count Sawyer, which I know they always did. I still care for Sawyer's memorial. We all know the story of how and why Sawyer died. Most of us were alive - though small - when it happened. My oldest brother and sister remember Mama coming home that day, riding with Papa on his horse, looking confused. Papa said then that she

OliviaRuling a kingdom with your slightly older twin brother is a pain in the cracks. Not that I don't love Sammy. I do. Just... sometimes, I would love him more if there was a country or two between us.Our aunts Catherine and Rosie left us the kingdom of Alderei because they didn't want to choose one of us over the other since we are literally three minutes apart in age. It was a good decision. I applaud them for not just choosing Sammy because he was older or me because I'm a girl (and obviously smarter).The good thing about two aunts is they have no problem when you discover you like girls as a girl. Not that my parents had any issues with it. No one did. But I could go to my aunts for advice that no one else could answer. Like how to hit on the beautiful woman who came to visit as a part of a foreign delegation.That's how I met Grace. She was visiting Alderei with her family as a part of a treaty signing. I pursued her so diligently that it made my father's efforts to win over

Samuel I see you've finally come to read the words and hear the thoughts of the oldest child of the Odels and co-ruler of the greatest known kingdom, Alderei. As your king, I, Samuel Dupont of House Lydisia and Odel, grandson of the great Grand Duke Arthur Coursar, son of the most powerful sorcerer ever known Grayson of Eswen and of one of Alderei’s greatest commanders, Abigail Coursar - who themselves were King and Queen of Eswen for approximately a week (making me the heir apparent), but then decided to forgo the ruling of that kingdom for a simpler life in Alderei as a mere Grand Duchess and Duke, brother of co-ruler Olivia, brother of Theodore the Peacemaker, of Benjamin the Humble, of Charlotte the Fair, and of Calista the Powerful, humbly welcome you to my portion of this story. Oh! I'm also the nephew of the great Queens Catherine and Rose. How could I forget Aunt Rosie? She was my favorite. Yes. I come from an impressive lineage. I have several children myself and a lovely

Abigail From the diaries of Abigail Coursar: One day, I hope someone finds these diaries and reads all about my life and finds inspiration in my stories. I'm not a hero, and I don't want to be, but I've tried all my life to be a good example for my people and my family. I became a Duchess at 16, after the horrible, horrible, unfair death of my mother. I was angry with the gods for quite some time after her death. My mother was wonderful and it was not fair to take her from us. My father never fully recovered. As you can probably tell, I never really have either.Thankfully, my sister survived the illness that took our mother. I would not have survived losing Rose, as well. Losing my best friend, my mother, and my sister in the span of two years would have been too much. Rose is my baby, despite only being less than two years younger than me. I've always mothered her, to an extent. She's always been my closest companion and the one person I could always trust. Rose has never failed