Fifteen
PRINCESS LEYNA OF AIDARA thought she’d never been more content than right at that moment. She had the sun shining on her, the ocean in front of her and the sandy beach around her.
And, of course, she had the future King of Mattan lying next to her.
‘We should do this more often,’ she said, and dug her back a little deeper into the sand.
‘We do this at least once a week, Leyna.’
She could hear the amusement in Xavier’s tone and her lips curved.
‘We visit the beach at least once a week. Doing this—’ she lifted a hand into the air and gestured to the towels that lay side by side ‘—is a rarity that we should definitely make more time for.’
‘You’re only saying that because you want to escape your royal duties,’ Xavier teased.
‘And you don’t?’ she shot back, turning her head to offer him a grin.
And ignoring the inner voice that sounded dangerously like her grandmother telling her that Xavier was an excuse to do just that.
‘I’m the future King of Mattan, Princess,’ he said, sarcasm dripping from his voice. ‘I’m aware of my duties. Even though there are things expected of me that I can’t possibly begin to imagine.’
Hearing the fatigue, the annoyance just beneath his words, she turned her body to face him, resting her head on her hand. ‘Are your mother and grandmother at it again?’
He mirrored her position. Before she could stop herself, her eyes took in his muscular body, the dark brown hair that was a mess from their swim earlier and the kindness that was clear in every feature of his face. Her heart began to race. And then she told herself to stop it, and notice how that kindness was now eclipsed by sadness—tinged with the slightest bit of anger—that she knew came from his hopelessness about his family.
‘When are they not at it?’ He shook his head. ‘Every time I think I do something right, they counter with something I should have done instead.’ He paused. ‘Maybe I’m just not doing anything right.’
‘Oh, that’s rubbish and you know it.’ She sat up now, curling her legs under her. ‘I’ve never seen someone put more effort into their crown than you have.’
‘Besides you, you mean,’ he said with a smile.
‘Of course.’ She smiled back, though the voice in her head had returned, this time telling her she would put in even more if she didn’t have Xavier in her life. ‘But what I meant was that that dedication already means you’re doing something right, Xavier. Trust it.’
She reached over to squeeze the back of his hand, but he turned his over so quickly she didn’t know it until his fingers threaded through hers. Her heart jumped, and she opened her mouth to cut off what she knew was coming.
‘No,’ he said before she could. ‘You’re not going to put me off this time, Leyna.’
‘What...what do you mean?’
‘I’d like you to marry me.’
Her chest tightened. ‘I don’t think that—’
‘Both our families want this, Leyna,’ he interrupted.
‘They want Aidara and Mattan bonded, yes. This—you and I?’ She shook her head. ‘They aren’t quite as invested in that.’ When he didn’t answer her, she frowned. ‘You know this. You know what they think about our friendship.’
‘But I know what we think about our friendship, too. Don’t you think that’s more important?’
She didn’t know what to say. But she did know that she was glad they were on Aidara’s private beach, where there would be no prying eyes witnessing their conversation.
‘Leyna.’ He sat up now. ‘There is no choice for me. I have to marry you or my heart won’t ever forgive me.’ The seriousness in his eyes upped her heart rate even more. ‘I know you feel the same way, too.’
‘Why are you doing this?’
‘Because it’s time,’ he said simply. He stood, and held out a hand to help her do the same. She took it, but when she was on her feet she snatched her hand back.
‘It’s time to ruin something that means more to me than anything else?’
‘No. It’s time to finally make this—us—into what we were always supposed to be, Leyna. A family.’
‘I have family. I have parents who are King and Queen of a kingdom that needs them.’
So they don’t have time for me to need them.
‘And a grandmother whose heart is still broken from losing her husband almost ten years ago.’
And who’s so focused on the crown she can’t support the person who’ll one day wear it.
‘I have family, Xavier,’ she repeated. ‘What I don’t have are friends. I need us to be friends.’
‘You don’t think we’d be friends if we were married?’ His sombre tone told her things would probably change between them now, regardless of what she chose.
The panic inside her told her to make the right choice.
‘We’re best as friends. Just friends.’
‘Is that you speaking, or your family?’
‘It’s me.’ But a part of her wondered. ‘I haven’t listened to what they’ve said about us before. I don’t care about that.’
‘Then why are you so scared of what’s between us, Leyna?’ He closed the space between them with one step.
‘Because...’ She cleared her throat when her words came out more breathily than she wanted. ‘Our lives aren’t easy. The thing that’s helped me through it is our friendship. We’ve been friends for almost twenty years.’ Her voice broke. ‘Don’t take that away from me.’
He lifted her chin. ‘I’m
