Her King's Secret Baby

I wasn’t looking for a queen; she found me.

When birthed into imperialism,
A future king’s life is fixed.
One’s disposition revolves around tradition.
Duty.
Honor.
Conviction.
And providing an heir.
Everything else is trivial.

But I am not the man my kingdom expects me to be.
I indulge in the fine things –
The finest being beautiful women.
But my pedigree selections bore me.
If I am to marry,
My queen will meet a much higher expectation.
Not that I have any intention of giving up my bachelorhood...

That was until a pretty little journalist showed up at my castle.

Sarah Jones.

The American blonde bombshell was a temptation too enticing to disregard.
Passionate.
Independent.
Driven –
She met my “kingly approval”…
Multiple times.

It seemed this king had found his queen,
But like all fairy tales,
Nothing comes without adversity…