Meriona's POV
Sleep wouldn't come to me at all that night. My body was tired, sure, but my mind refused to quiet down. Thoughts just kept piling up, one after another, looping back and forth like they had nowhere else to go. It felt like if I closed my eyes for too long, everything I had been holding in would just rush in all at once, and I didn't feel like dealing with that yet.
My daughter, Myrcella, had finally been officialized and coronated as the King of Milham. Even now, thinking about it still felt strange. King, not Queen. Anyone hearing it for the first time would probably hesitate, maybe even correct it out of habit. A woman ruling a kingdom, yet bearing the title of King. It went against what most people expected, what they were used to.
Still, that was the truth.
