Fit for a King

Nicholas

Being king was never the life I wanted. But it was the one I inherited.

Every decision I make belongs to Valoria. Every smile, every appearance, every promise. Including the one that says I’m expected to marry a prince I’ve barely met.

It’s the perfect match. The perfect alliance. The perfect future.

Until my new footman starts reminding me there’s a difference between being loved by a nation… and being truly seen.

Noah

Serving the king is my job. Wanting him is my biggest mistake. I’ve spent years standing just out of sight—straightening cuffs, opening doors, making sure the man carrying the crown never has to carry anything else.

He’s kind when no one is watching Lonely in ways the world never sees.

But kings don’t fall in love with footmen. They marry princes. No matter what my heart wishes every time he looks at me.

When duty collides with desire, we’ll have to decide whether some fairytales are worth rewriting.

I already know the answer, though. I’ll never be Fit for a King.