Chapter 27

“Betrothed?” I paled. “This is the first time I’m hearing about any of this. It has to be a mistake.” The king stood up and walked to the window and looked out. “There is no mistake. Tell me, do you remember anything before the age of six?” I frowned. How did he know about that? The only persons who knew about my memory loss were my parents and my best friends. “I’ll take it that you don’t. Ashton was supposed to explain this to you.” Ashton glared at me. “You don’t remember anything before you turned six?” I shook my head, still confused. He stiffened and his eyes narrowed. “Why the hell didn’t you tell me that?” “You didn’t ask,” I defended. “And it would have been weird if you did.” “I didn’t know you had memory loss!” “It’s not something I tell everyone. You didn’t tell me you were the prince either.” He ran an exasperated hand through his hair and turned to the king. “This doesn