The King She Shouldn’t Crave by Lela May Wight EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Lela May Wight
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ANGELO DIZIENO KNEW the wrong man stood at the altar. The wrong twin. A
man who should never have received the crown. A man who had forgotten
his duty and abandoned his brother.
They’d shared a womb. Monochorionic-monoamniotic twins. Identical in
all ways. Until life had separated them and stamped its differences on their
skin.
Two minutes had separated their birth. One hundred and twenty seconds.
Two sons. One heir…one spare. And an heir and a spare could never be the
same. They’d both known it. Understood their roles.
Had understood them.
Bitterness crawled up Angelo’s throat and sat on his tongue. His gaze
swept over his audience. Pews full of European monarchs, diplomats, Prime
Ministers…all waiting for him to show them he would not forget his duty
again.
He was the King they needed, because he was the only King they had.
It was never meant to be this way.
It was never meant to be him.
And this was his punishment, wasn’t it?
Marriage. Uniting two neighbouring nations because of a promise made
and set into a royal decree seventy-five years ago. Marriage to a princess
who had been promised to his brother.
He couldn’t help it—couldn’t stop it. His top lip dipped in the centre to
curl his mouth, because any second now they’d deliver a bride that never
should have been his to his feet.
A bride whose face had lived in his mind for three long years. A bride
he’d blamed for exposing him to the ugliness inside him and the extent of
his resentment for being born the spare.
An acrid burn crawled up his throat. He sealed his lips, swallowed it
down, buried it deep in his gut.
Just as you should have three years ago.
Angelo set his jaw, fixed his mouth, but regret cut deep. Because three
years ago he should have looked away. Buried his feelings deeper.
Pretended not to feel anything. Because he had not been himself. He’d been
pretending to be the King. His brother.
They’d swapped places thousands of times before that day. Angelo had
brokered many deals in his brother’s stead, with charm and the grace of a
royal. What was the difference in negotiating a decades-old treaty?
Negotiating the terms of his brother’s marriage?
Nothing should have been different.
Angelo had been better at those things, anyway. Better than Luciano at
talking and teasing out the outcome they needed in diplomatic
circumstances. They’d swapped places because Angelo was the better—
The better King?
He stiffened. His suit was too tight, too itchy.
What if…?
What a ridiculous what if. But it lingered. The regret. What if he’d never
gone inside her ugly castle, grey and dark, with its tall turrets and winding
towers?
He sucked in a silent breath through his nostrils. He was lying. Her home
had not been ugly. It had been enchanting, almost mystical. Ripped straight
out of a fairy tale.
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