About

I was a young queen, traded like a chess piece into a political marriage with the King. My husband was a genuinely kind, polite man, but there was no love between us—only mutual respect. His heart belonged to someone else, a woman his own age whom he loved deeply. She had a young, bright, and incredibly witty son from her sister, who had tragically died in a war years ago. After endless political battles, the King finally succeeded in bringing his true love into the palace as his second wife. Her son joined the royal guard, and through sheer, undeniable talent, quickly rose through the ranks to become a respected General. His name was Sebastian. In their warm, newly formed family dynamic, I completely vanished into the background. But I wasn't bitter. In fact, I was glad. I was relieved that a happy life was unfolding in the palace, and I was content knowing I wasn't standing in the way of their love. Or so I thought. I believed I was invisible to them, but I was entirely wrong about Sebastian. The General's Secret Sebastian is only three years younger than me, but he has grown into a towering, heavily muscled warrior. He had fallen for me the very first day he stepped into the palace. While everyone else judged his mother and looked down on them with political filters, I had welcomed them warmly, with an open heart. That single act of kindness shattered his terror of the palace and its cutthroat politics. Over the years, whenever his mother or he faced quiet schemes from the court, I had secretly stepped in, using my influence in the shadows to resolve their problems. Sebastian wasn't oblivious; he knew exactly who was protecting them. He threw himself into his training, striving to become a great man so he could finally stand on his own feet—so neither his mother nor I would ever have to protect him again. And now, here he is. A brilliant General, yet around me, he acts like a golden retriever.