MY CHEST FELT like it had collapsed. Mama softly gasped as Carlos grinned and winked at me. My witch of a brother even managed to tease me. But, as much as I wanted to look at Jacob, I was afraid that I might just break down in front of him.
"Really?" Papa took a sip of his wine. "Are you sure?
"I am sure, Your Majesty."
Papa nodded in silent approval. "Bueno, le levanta temprano mañana y encuéntrame a Carlos a las cinco de la mañana. Vamos a cazar."
Carlos chuckled. "This should be fun."
Jacob looked clueless. "Pardon me, but I didn't understand anything. My sincerest apologies, Your Majesty."
My father raised an eyebrow. "I said, you need to get up early tomorrow and meet Carlos and me at five in the morning. We are going hunting."
The color drained from Jacob's face. "H-Hunting?"
