broke away and sat on the sand. He sat next to her. He had his elbows propped on his bent knees. “You can say anything to me, Serena. I won’t sell you out.”
“I hardly know you,” she said. Yet she trusted him more than a princess should.
“When two people have been through something like we have, there’s a bond. It’s hard to ignore that connection. You can trust it. If you listen to your instincts, you’ll know I’m right.”
Then he had felt it, too. She would be careful what she said to him, knowing a woman in her position should be, but she had someone to talk to and that was what she needed most. “I was humiliated tonight. The king never showed and he never called.”
“It was a jerk move,” Casimir said.
Then she wasn’t the only one who thought so. “Why plan a party and invite me if he had no intention of coming?”
“I am not sure that he had no intention.”
“He could have called. Texted. Had someone else call or text.”
“That’s true.”
“I didn’t want to see him tonight.”
“Then why were you at the palace?” Casimir asked.
A complicated situation made more complicated by the day. “I don’t know how much you follow politics, but my country needs me to marry the king.”
“Why?”
“We’re in a difficult location being between two lifelong enemies. If Icarus decides to take a shot at Rizari, we’re in the way. Therefore, Icarus may want to use us or invade to have easier access to Rizari.”
“The president of Icarus told you this?”
She had yet to have a reasonable conversation with the president on the matter. “No, but Danae was planning to marry King Warrington to form a strong alliance with Rizari. Rizari’s military presence can prevent Icarus from seeing us as an easy mark and attacking. The Assembly believes it’s inevitable for Icarus to make a play for more power and more land.”
“I see,” Casimir said. He didn’t seem eager to share his thoughts on the matter.
“What would you do?” Serena asked.
“That’s not for me to say.”
She wanted to know. “I asked your opinion.”
Casimir glanced at her, amusement on his face. “Is that a royal request?”
“It is,” she said with a smile.
“I would hate to belong to someone in marriage who I could not tolerate as a person and who did not respect me.”
“I belong to no one,” she said. Yet even the denial was a lie and she knew it. From the weaker position, she would be forced to agree to Warrington’s terms. He would own her.
Serena watched the endless waves and thought about running away, just getting in a boat and sailing off. “I was never meant to be queen.”
“Life has its own sense of humor. Perhaps you never believed you would be, but you have what it takes.”
She scoffed. “If you knew me better, you would not say that.” He didn’t know about her social anxiety, the complete lack of experience and the fact that she had zero desire to be the figurehead of a nation.
“What I know tells me you are strong, faithful and loyal. What better qualities to have in a queen?” He handed her a piece of green sea glass.
She held it up in the moonlight.
“A broken shard of glass, someone’s trash. It’s been tumbled by the water and smashed by the rocks and the sand until it’s beautiful and shiny.”
“What it’s gone through is what makes it beautiful,” Serena said. She held the sea glass in her palm.
Casimir had the soul of a poet, the strength of a fighter and the bravery of an explorer. Everything she had been looking for in one man and had never found. Her heart clamored at her to crawl into his lap. But she couldn’t.
She belonged to another man.
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