The carriage was packed and ready by the time Doris finally arrived to the stables. It was much smaller than the other carriages the prince's usually traveled in, she assumed Prince William wanted to remain as discreet as they possibly could by taking the smaller one. It was typically used by lower ranked members of the royal party, never by a prince.
Prince William turned the moment she stepped around the corner as if he sensed she was there. A heat of rage spiked through her veins when their eyes met, she quickly looked away in case he caught her anger. She wanted so badly to give him a piece of her mind about what he did to Beth, but she knew it would only make things worse. She had no right to speak to a prince that way, even though she silently screamed at him in her mind. He deserve
