Scorched - Book Four - The Surrender Series by Melody Anne Page A

in front of the king when they’d been so determined to look and act worthy of guarding the royal family.
    His mother, Queen Octavia, hadn’t been amused back then.
    And she wasn’t too thrilled with him now, though he didn’t understand exactly why.
    “I told her we would be wed — that there was no other way,” he said again. Maybe his mother had misunderstood him. Surely she could understand and support his refusal to let Rachel go. After all, Rachel carried the royal heir, his mother’s first grandchild.
    “Oh, son. Where exactly did I go wrong in raising you?” she asked, shaking her head in disapproval and bafflement.
    “I don’t understand why you are upset. Rachel cannot leave. Surely you can see that,” he said, raising his voice just the slightest in his frustration.
    The withering look his mother sent him calmed him immediately. He was speaking disrespectfully not only to his mother, but also to Corythia’s queen. “I’m sorry,” he said softly.
    “Hmm, if you are talking to me this way, I shudder to think how you have been speaking to poor Rachel. No wonder she is less than enthusiastic about your proposal,” his mother told him.
    “Do you think that I should let her leave?” he asked, with his fingernails biting into his palms.
    “I think you should try courting her instead of giving her orders,” Octavia replied.
    “I am doing that!”
    “Really? From what you have told me, you have kidnapped her, demanded she marry you, and not even allowed her to speak to her family.”
    “I have just let her know that there’s no other choice.”
    “There’s always a choice, Adriane. This isn’t the old days; things need to be done a bit more diplomatically now. Yes, I understand that you don’t want your child to grow up elsewhere. I agree with you on that. What I disagree with you about is the way you are going about it. If you want this woman to stay loyal to you, you will have to give her a reason to be so.”
    Adrian turned and looked at his mother. What was she trying to tell him? He was lost. Was his courting not up to snuff? If not, what exactly did she mean by the word? He’d never had to woo a woman before; they just naturally wanted to be with him. Of course they did; he had been a prince of Corythia, and since age seventeen, the future king. Now that he was king, there was a line of women who would be more than willing to be his wife.
    A line of women that didn’t include the one who carried his child.
    It was exasperating!
    “How did you and my father come together?” Adriane had never cared to ask such a question before now.
    “Now, that is a good question.” She sat back with a soft smile on her face. “I’m surprised that I haven’t told you this before. Your father was visiting the United States to get advice on improving Corythia’s economy, and he was a featured guest at a glittering fundraiser. I and a number of other American actors and actresses were there, and when I met him, his dark eyes, his stature, and his strong personality swept me off my feet.” Octavia stopped for a minute or two, and sighed. “Yes, a very strong personality. He did the barbaric thing that you’ve done: he kidnapped me. Not smart.”
    “But you married him, Mother.”
    “Yes, I did. But his actions almost turned me completely against him, attracted to him as I was. I let him know in no uncertain terms that I wasn’t an object, a treasure he could add to his collection. When he calmed down and actually courted me, I fell in love almost instantly. The story is longer, of course, but the bottom line is that he didn’t win my heart until he showed me he had one of his own. Once he did that, I didn’t leave his side.”
    “Why do women need this? I don’t understand. I will provide well for her, give her a life most women would envy. Why isn’t that good enough?”
    “Because women should be cherished, son. A good woman at your side will complete you, make you the ruler you are