#Chapter 142: The Princess Treatment

Ella POV The next morning at the Castle, doubt still clung to me like a heavy fog. The last time I’d gone through with a wedding, I’d known in my heart it would end in disaster. This time, it wasn’t certainty that haunted me—it was uncertainty. Last night, I was convinced that I had placed the voice of my mysterious savoir; today, I was filled with doubt. It didn’t make sense, I just couldn’t be right about who it was... I wanted to believe that this wedding was the right move and that everything Alexander and I had been working toward had meaning. That he wasn’t just playing some strange game. But how could I know for sure? There was no way to prove it, no way to uncover all the secrets he kept. I was putting my trust in a man who might never let me fully understand him. That shouldn’t have bothered me if this was truly a means to an end. Yet it did. It bothered me more than I wanted to admit. Every attempt I’d made to keep my distance, to pro