We all thought it would take the Crown Prince a decade to get him back on his feet, but apparently, he only needed 24hrs.
This is why we’re all squeezed in a limousine, being awkward and silent with the two bodyguards riding up in front to take us to the location shown by the map.
I kept my gaze out the window mostly because I couldn’t deal with the suffocating silence, Aquamarine is seated across with her head resting on the door and she’s either asleep or pretending to be to avoid the tension within the confined car space.
Alaia had insisted on coming with us and the Crown Prince, leaving Victor and our apparent Aunt in the palace to avoid stares or unnecessary questions, but at the last minute an urgent issue came up and she had to back out on our trip.
I’d been a little relieved wh
