CHAPTER TWENTY
At the palace, Jules couldn’t stop shaking. Not even a hot shower helped. She put on a conservative pink dress, befitting a princess and future queen. With trembling hands, she applied makeup and styled her hair in an updo.
What was her father going to say? Do about her disobedience?
Yvette fastened a strand of pearls around Jules’s neck. “You look like a proper princess, ma’am.”
Except she hadn’t been acting like one. “Thank you.”
A knock sounded on her door. Jules’s heart pounded in her ears. She wasn’t ready. Though she doubted she ever would be.
Yvette answered the door. “It’s Prince Brandt, ma’am. He’s here to escort you to the sitting room.”
As soon as Jules stepped into the hallway, her brother hugged her. “Father requests your presence.”
She stepped out of Br
