was ticking on her freedom, louder now than ever.
She looked at Liam again and her heart jolted a little. It did that sometimes when she saw him. Inconvenient since he was always around.
How she wished she could put marriage off. At least marriage to Damien. It was difficult to feel any excitement or even openness to that relationship. She couldn’t even imagine wanting him. Not when only one man had held the starring role in her fantasies. The man she wasn’t ever allowed to make a move on. The man she could never ask to dance.
Oh, Liam Ryder was far too many things. Bodyguard, confidant, best friend—and the man she wanted desperately as her lover.
The bride and groom made their way out to the dance floor and Alys’s heart tightened. That was what she wanted. She wanted love. The kind that made vowing to give your entire life to someone seem like a joy rather than a terrifying chore.
She ignored the ache in her heart that said she already had that. It didn’t count if the man you felt it for didn’t feel it back.
And it especially didn’t count if he was a man you would be absolutely forbidden from making vows to, even if the love was mutual.
“The shrimp isn’t all that good, Liam. I’m ready to go back to the room.”
And because she was the princess, what she wanted was all that mattered. At least in this case. She looked at Liam and her heart sped up. Yes, at least in this case.
The sad fact was, when it came to other things, the most important things, what she wanted would always be out of reach.
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