Ravena's POV
I slowly set down my tea cup, my hands suddenly unsteady. "I am listening, Your Majesty."
She took a deep breath, her fingers tracing the rim of her own cup. "You have served this kingdom with distinction. Your bravery on the battlefield is unmatched. Your loyalty is beyond question. You have proven yourself time and time again."
"Thank you, Your Majesty," I replied, confused. "But I sense there is more you wish to say."
"There is," she nodded, looking out over the gardens with a thoughtful expression. "The king values you greatly. As do I. And so does the entire kingdom."
"Your Majesty, please just tell me what this is about."
She turned back to me, her eyes meeting mine. "The king wishes to marry you."
The words hung in the air like a death sentence and for a moment,
