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Layla stood in front of a mirror as she pulled off the earrings, rings, and necklace she was putting on.

It was almost morning and the coronation was over as everyone retired to their various guestrooms.

She was in the room as she had requested to be left alone when the maids wanted to help her undress. Nolan was not in the room instead.

She sighed deeply as she let her hair fall loosely. Carla's words, still ringing in her head.

She somehow felt so jealous that Nolan was going to choose a mistress someday.

Carla had stated that he was entitled to do so and Layla had read from books and watched movies where a king had over twenty mistresses.

She couldn't help but cringe at the thought of Nolan being with another woman.

Layla knew that jealousy was an ugly emotion, but she couldn't help but feel it as she thought about the possibility of Nolan being with someone else. She didn't want to share him with anyone, and the thought of him loving someone else made her feel sick to her stomach.