*Genevieve*Rowan went to the door while I smoothed my hair back into place. While Budge and Tony both knew that Rowan and I were together, they definitely didn't need all the gory details.I'd come down here early because I had listened to as much of the wedding planning as I could stand. I hadn't expected to fall in love here. I realized I didn't know if I was expecting to fall in love ever. I never had the luxury of imagining a lavish wedding, or even spending much time at all thinking about what my dream wedding would look like.Before Rowan, I had never imagined a wedding at all.I thought I was a simple kind of girl. I thought I was the kind of woman who would be happy getting married at the courthouse and moving on with my life if I ever got married at all. Marriage seemed so pointless when someone could always just walk out.My mother had left my father as soon as she'd been able to. They never actually got a divorce, she just managed to drop off the face of the plane
*Rowan*"Word is that several members of different European royal families are going to be coming," the reporter started, holding up a tape recorder. "What are your thoughts on that?""I'll be thrilled to draw more attention to our home. We have a beautiful place, with lots of fascinating history, especially between both of our islands. I think it would be beneficial to get the rest of the world thinking about our country and seeing what we have to offer," I tried to answer thoughtfully and truthfully.I was a man about to be married. It was okay if I finally started to show that I cared about the people I governed. If my father wanted to kill me, it was clear he realized I had been faking not caring all this time. I couldn't be sure when he figured it out, but I supposed it didn't matter. He knew now."And your thoughts, Duchess?" the reporter asked, turning to hold the tape recorder out closer to Aurora."I believe Rowan is right, it's time that the world discovered what a
*Jonah*"He turned me down," Aurora reported, standing in front of my desk looking like a scolded dog."The playboy prince himself turned you down?" I scoffed. "If I hadn't seen exactly what you had to offer myself, I'd say you weren't trying hard enough."It didn't make sense. I hadn't known Rowan to ever turn down a woman. And Aurora was one hell of a woman. She might be a few cows short of a herd in the brains department, but she was the sort of beautiful that men went to war for. I still couldn't believe she'd been interested in getting to know me after our initial meeting.It was what drove me to make sure she stayed kicked down a peg. If she got too confident, she'd realize I was out of her league. Or maybe she wasn't. I would be king soon. I would go to war to conquer nations, stringing together an empire of islands. She should be honored to be offered the chance to rule at my side.If I offered her that chance.I was still considering letting her take the fall for a
*Genevieve*What the hell was that? I was confused by Jonah's strange display, and more than a little unimpressed. I knew better than to believe he felt any real attraction to me. More than likely, he was trying to distract me from something. I couldn't really be bothered to consider what that might be because, at this point, the plan was laid out.Unless they'd made some massive change to their plot, we would have the three of them in custody in a matter of days. Just in time, perhaps.I waited a few moments to ensure Jonah was fully out of the hall before I swept to Rowan's room. I didn't even bother knocking, I just barged in.Rowan's head snapped up to see who was comfortable enough to just force their way into his room this way.He was standing in the doorway to the bathroom. His towel was wrapped loosely around his waist, his hair dripping tiny crystal drops of water to the floor. His eyes flared with surprise, before heating with recognition."Well, if you wanted me,
*Rowan*I shoved another piece of bacon in my mouth and chewed it. The dining hall was beginning to be draped in streamers and fabric, the structures assembled that would eventually hold the endless greenery and florals that were going to decorate the palace for a wedding that would never happen.Genevieve's note was folded in my pocket, but I felt like I could still see it. I loved the hurried scrawl that marked each of her notes, the way it made me feel as if she was always in a rush to speak with me. And she seemed to be.Genevieve wanted me in spite of the fact I was a prince, not because of it. She loved me in spite of a lot of the things I'd done and had the patience to see who I was under the facade of the uncaring playboy. She might have been disgusted by who I was when we met, but she had the patience to get to know me all those mornings in the gym.For once, this note wasn't a matter of life and death. It wasn't about the fact that we had to constantly meet in secrecy
*Genevieve*This was uncomfortable. Aurora's eyes darted between the two of us, her brow furrowed. I could tell that she was suspicious."Hey, Aurora," Rowan greeted, sounding much more casual than I felt."What's up, guys?" Aurora pasted a smile on her face, but I knew her well enough to know it was a fake smile."Just getting Genevieve's arm patched back up. Would you like to help?" Rowan offered."I'll come watch." Aurora shrugged.We all entered the room. I felt like the hair on the back of my neck was standing on end, but I just breathed in deeply through my nose. Something was definitely off, but I couldn't decide what."Here, have a seat," Rowan instructed, gesturing to the edge of his bathtub. I went into the bathroom and sat down as instructed, watching Aurora and Rowan in the room. Rowan handed first aid supplies to Aurora and then the two of them joined me in the bathroom.Rowan turned on the water, letting it get hot. He pulled the showerhead off the wall an
I didn't realize the palace sat on top of an old prison.It wasn't exactly a prison. At one time, it had technically been a dungeon, but now, it served as holding cells for political prisoners.There were no windows. It had been cut straight into whatever rock made up the island. It was wet, water constantly dripping down the walls. There was some sort of mold growing along the walls too, and it smelled like dead fish.I was the only one in the entire holding area. There wasn't even a guard down here at the moment. A few incandescent bulbs lit the area, but it didn't do much to light it.Old-style prison bars constructed two walls of my cell. I gripped them and rattled them, but they wouldn't give in. I contemplated throwing myself at them a few times to see if I could work something loose, but I was sore enough that I didn't want to risk any further injury.Purple and blue bruises were starting to bloom around my wrist, and I had barely managed to staunch the bleeding from m
*Rowan*There were two guards posted outside of my room. Luckily, they allowed Budge to be the guard inside my room, but we were effectively prisoners."You know, it seems a little stupid to have a fireplace in a bedroom," Budge pointed out, kicking at the ash in the fireplace. It made a little gray puff in the air."I mean, if we lived somewhere cold, it would be nice," I excused."We live on an island. It's stupid," Budge insisted."I won't disagree with that."I was on my laptop, scrolling through articles online trying to see what I could do about all of this. The problem was that there wasn't a whole lot of information online about Boldovan law."We'll get her out," Budge assured me, coming to rest a massive hand on my shoulder."I know we will. I won't survive if we don't."I wouldn't survive without her. Not just in the way that she seemed to be the only one keeping me alive, but I didn't think I could live without her by my side.It was like I had gone all m