The King's Chosen Bride

hearing the voice of Sir Bradley did she realize this wasn't an illusion at all, the man even knew her l

er of the vast and bountiful lands of Australia, beloved by all who dwell beneath your banner, I am your loyal subject", Catherine said in one breath as her h

just kept looking up at him in awe. His gaze was intense, and it made Catherine feel even more anxious. What was the king of Australia doing at her house here in America? Moreover, his chiseled features, his broad

ep his majesty waiting outside for too long", Sir Bradley

down as she attempted to ascend from her kneeling position. After barely standing up, she looked up immediately and met his eyes once again. His piercing sky-blue eyes seemed to gaze deep

ou inside?", this time it wa

he stuttered and quickly turned around to fling the door wide open. Afterwa

rides. All five of his aides and 3 bodyguards walked closely behind hi

ted visitors. She secretly thanked the good lords that her house was squeaky clean due to her early cleanup

ously. The king nodded and gave her a vague smile as he took t

be able to command such respect from others. The room was silent except for the sound of his aides shifting

ot knowing what to do next. It didn't help that her heart kept racing, wondering what this unexpect

dn't help but admire Catherine's nerves of steel. Despite the anxiety written all over her face, she still managed to make efforts to fight it

ing to....to drink?" Catherine asked,

er leaving Catherine's face. He could see the uneasiness

hesitated for a moment, but then she complied, her hands shaking slightly as she sat down. The king studied her for a moment as if he could see

e would. He took in her appearance and found that he liked it a lot. The woman was slim, tall, and sexy like a model.

same time. He probably haven't taken his eyes off her for even a second since they arrived at her

e was barely 23 years old but already had numerous achievements in her belt. It was clear that she was a woman of substance, and that was exactl

mirk. " No need to be so jumpy. I'm n

legs and propping one arm on the back of the couch. Catherine looked up at him, her brown eyes meeting his piercing gaze. She couldn't help but feel