The Betrothed (The Betrothed #1) - Kiera Cass Page 0,60
will treat me better than Quinten treats her, but there are so many other little things I never considered. I’m just . . . What if, once he’s older and his love has cooled, all I’m left with is feeling like I’m another possession of the state? A crown jewel locked up in a room with no windows, only taken out when the people need their spirits lifted and good for little else?”
After a long pause, I turned to look at her, to gather her assessment of the idea, but all I found were her accusing eyes.
“Don’t do this,” she said. “If you fail, you drag me down, too. I can’t stand for it, Hollis, I won’t.”
“Would you ask me to be miserable so you could marry some reputable lord you don’t even care about so people will finally shut up about you?”
“Yes! It’s exhausting!” she lamented, bordering on tears that she refused to let fall. “I’ve lived an entire life with people whispering behind my back. And that was if they weren’t brazen enough to insult me to my face. Now I’m the principal lady for the queen, and that gives me a chance at being respected. Wouldn’t you take it if it was all you could get?”
“What if we could get something better?” I proposed.
“Better than a king? Hollis, you can’t do any better than that! And I certainly can’t do anything if you don’t follow through.” She was quiet for a moment. “What in the world has happened to you? What would make you think . . . Is there someone else?”
“No,” I replied quickly. “It’s the thought of losing . . . myself. The benefits of being queen are not lost on me. But neither are the ones of being a private person. First it was the lords and their many complaints. And then it was dealing with visiting royals. And now . . . Jameson’s promised our first daughter away.” I swallowed, hardly able to speak of it. “He could give all my children away. To anyone. To people who don’t even care about them.”
She inhaled deeply and allowed me to calm myself.
“Each challenge on its own is nothing too much to bear, but piling them on, one after another? I don’t know if I can take it.”
She shook her head and started muttering. “It should have been me.”
“What?”
She stood there, glaring at me with dark eyes that managed to look icy. “I said, it should have been me!”
She started walking away, deeper into the apartments as if they were hers. I hopped up to follow her. “What are you talking about?”
She rounded back on me, leaning forward, as angry as I’d ever seen her. “If you had been paying attention to anyone but yourself, you’d have seen that I was watching Jameson very carefully. I could see he was getting bored with Hannah. I knew he’d be ready for someone new soon. All these little rudimentary lessons you were taking to prepare for Quinten’s visit? I’ve already learned it all. There are plenty of books in that castle to teach you about Coroan history or relations with Isolte and Mooreland and Catal. You were just too lazy to ever go look.” She shook her head, gazing at the sky before coming back to me. “Did you know I can speak four languages?”
“Four? No. When did you—”
“Over the last several years while you were off making dances and whining about your parents. All you ever had to do was try, and you didn’t. But I did! I was perfecting myself. You don’t even look like a proper Coroan,” she shot out.
“Excuse me?”
“Everyone talks about it, about your wheat-colored hair. You’ve got Isolten in your blood. That or Bannirian. That’s part of why the lords complain. If he is going to marry a Coroan, she ought to look the part, and if he’s going to marry a foreigner, he ought to marry someone who could offer something to the crown.”
My eyes were stinging. “Well, there’s nothing you can do about it,” I spat. “It was destiny that made me fall into his arms.”
“Ha!” She countered. “No, it was my bad timing. I let go of your arms that night, Hollis.”
“No . . . we both—”
“I was trying to make you fall on your backside so I could rush over to your aid. I saw the king coming behind you and was intending to arrange a memorable meeting, one where he might be able to tell me