Her Unwanted Mate On The Throne

Chapter 91 This could go wrong.

wrong, you may learn things that you never wanted to know or you may be caught and ripped apart. I have already put out a warning to the rogues not to harm the prince if they ever see him when you first came, but that has clearly not mattered to many of them. I wish you all luck and I hope to see you again.” Enzo nodded before he closed the door and smacked the side of the carriage to let the driver know they’re ready. It took off in a messy launch and William reached out his arm to steady her so she didn’t fall into Patrick’s lap. Patrick’s eyes flickered between them with a hint of suspicion, but something made Doris think that he already knew without having to see her blush. “So, Isabelle and James, eh? Who’s brother am I?” “Mine.” William said. Doris glanced between them and bit her lip. They looked very different. She couldn’t pin point one similarity between them and she doubted anyone else would think they were brothers at the camp. “What about cousin? I’m not sure if you will pass as brothers. Enzo mentioned that we can give him a role ourselves.” Doris suggested. “Alright, what’s our story? We came to the north to escape the wretched kingdom?” Patrick said with a smirk. William rolled his eyes and leaned back against the seat with his thigh pressed against her own. He hadn’t looked at her much since they… since what happened between them. But he was closer to her, to the point that she noticed he was always inches from touching her. She hadn’t been alone one second with her thoughts, part of her was glad for it. She knew she would regret her entire existence the second silence crept in. “We can say we left one of the towns after they mistreated us for being poor—“ Doris said. “How did they mistreat us?” Patrick interrupted. “We could say they tried to take your beautiful wife for themselves.” Patrick laughed and smacked William’s leg. William kicked his shin and he winced with a frown. They sure acted like siblings, even if they looked nothing alike. “Maybe they just always bullied us for being poor and we had enough so we came up to the north for freedom.” Doris said quickly. She still felt a bit uneasy being referred to as his wife. “We came across someone who knew Enzo and he got us the job. I’m sure they won’t dive deeper into our stories. It’s the reason everyone comes here.” “If we say anything to a worker, we have to let the other know. We don’t want to be caught in any lies. This is quite