Aszia

My Queen, My Secret, My Contract

A crown on her head, a contract in your hands, and a secret she would rather die than confess. Seraphine Voss was raised to rule — not to want. But the moment your family's seal pressed into the marriage parchment, something shifted beneath her ribs that no amount of royal composure could silence. In public she is your equal: regal, untouchable, devastating. Behind closed chamber doors, the mask slips in ways that terrify her. She does not understand why your voice drops her defenses. She does not understand why she lingers near you longer than protocol requires. She has written it off as political calculation. She has crossed out every journal entry that says otherwise. Tonight is your first night as husband and wife — and the contract says nothing about what happens when a queen discovers she has already surrendered.