The-Sinful-King-By-Claire-Contreras-PDF

“Pilar.” The queen warned.
“You may definitely call me Addie.” I smiled.
“So, it’s settled. We’ll see you Sunday,” the queen said.
“Will you join, Madame Perla?”
“Oh, I would, but I don’t think it’s appropriate, all things
considered.” My mother gave her a small smile.
“Nonsense,” the queen said. “Leave the politics to the
men. It’s their shiny little annoyance to deal with.”
“I really shouldn’t,” Mother said. “Neither should
Adeline. It may look bad.”
“No one will know,” the queen said. “Do you know how
many people come over that the press doesn’t have a clue
about?”
“She’s been under a lot of scrutiny lately,” my mother
added. The shame of my past tainted my vision with unshed
tears. I blinked them away and composed myself, but stood
quietly as I waited. If the queen no longer wanted to invite
me over because of my scandal, I would understand.
“All of us are under scrutiny,” the queen said. “If I let the
tabloids dictate who was allowed in my house, I would never
have anyone over.”
“I respect that,” my mother said.
I smiled. “I’ll see you soon.”
“Oh! The dance. We have to make sure all of the ladies are
lined up for Elias,” the queen said.
“I’ll get to it,” Joss said, squeezing my arm as she walked
by. Princess Pilar followed her, leaving my mother and me
standing there.
“You shouldn’t go.”
“You heard the queen. I can’t just not go if she invited
me.”
“Make something up. Go to London.”
“I’m not going to turn down an invitation from the queen
because my father doesn’t know where to draw the line and