“You miss them already, huh?” he asks, tightening his arms around me.
I nod, a single tear escaping. “Yeah. I didn’t think I would miss them this much, but I really do.”
“They can visit whenever they like,” he says. “Oliver, too.”
“I know,” I say, turning in his arms so I can face him and placing my hands on his chest. “It’s just another change I have to get used to. I’ll be alright. I just need a little time.”
He kisses my nose and releases me, leading me back to the desk chair and motioning for me to sit. He leans down and opens a drawer, pulling out a leather bound book, similar to the ones that I had seen in his office.
“Every member of the Royal Family that is in line for the throne keeps a journal of important information. This is yours,” he tells me with a smile, placin
