I Was The Perfect Queen But He Forgot My Name Chapter 65
I don’t know how I made it back to the estate.
My father was both delighted and reflective when he received the approval. After decades as a councilor, he could finally return to Cedar Ridge.
On the day we left the capital, many people came to see us off.
Stella wore her new Royal Guard uniform, a training rifle slung over her back. She had been approved to follow her brother to the border command.
I told her with a smile that today I would grudgingly admit she was the best-looking person in the capital.
Mara arrived carrying several huge bags of food.
With Adrian dead, his royal allowance and private lands would pass to his unborn child. Rowan had not touched the baby, so Mara no longer had to deal with her husband or Celeste.
She told Stella to write once she reached the border and tell her what the world looked like out there.
Martin pulled several packets of precious herbs from his medical case and gave them to me, sternly warning me not to use them unless absolutely necessary.
In the end, he never did manage to leave the capital.
Rowan still needed him.
We said our goodbyes one by one, and the convoy began to move.
I was the last to get into the car.
Before I shut the door, I looked back once.
Far away, on the castle’s viewing tower, a lone figure stood by himself.
The distance was too great to make out his face.
It was only many years later that I understood—that was the last time I ever saw Rowan.