No matter how Carlisle looked at the situation, there was no legal or political way to force Raquel to leave.
She had made her decision. She wasn’t returning to the Royal Palace, and she wasn’t meeting the royal convoy. Instead, she had placed the entire burden on his shoulders and expected him to deal with the consequences alone.
Carlisle hated it, but refusing wasn’t an option.
At least there was one advantage. If he handled the royal convoy personally, he could decide what information reached them and what remained hidden for the time being. Every hour he managed to buy gave him another chance to uncover the truth behind Victoria’s case. Until he had solid evidence, delaying matters was his only real option.
Outwardly, none of those thoughts could appear on his face. He carefully wo
