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“I killed our baby,” I tell my mate, finally saying the words that have haunted my mind for two weeks. “I knew being the queen was dangerous. I didn’t take it seriously. I killed her.”
Joseph’s hold on me tightens, and I feel one of his hands move to the back of my head, tangling in my hair. “It wasn’t your fault, Mate. I didn’t mean that it was when I said that. You didn’t do anything wrong.”
“Your father tried to warn me,” I sob into his chest. “He told me a princess would never be safe.”
I collapse in my grief, but Joseph doesn’t release me. Instead, he sinks to the ground with me and pulls me onto his lap. “The rogue didn’t know you were pregnant. He didn’t know it was a princess. He crossed the line and just so happened upon you two. It wasn’t your fault.”
I sob
