ROME
Three days since the King died, we barely talked. I missed her, but I also had a job to do.
I just came back from a business trip and hadn’t slept for twenty-four hours. I couldn’t even take a nap. All I could think of was her cries. I hoped and prayed she was okay.
Everything must be foreign to her since she’d been away for years. I wondered if they treated her right, but I knew her brother would take care of her no matter what the King had decided for her future.
Her father, now the King, just gave a speech in line with his father’s death. I saw the resemblance between Prince Thayer and Carly. And I still pinched myself every now and then that my girlfriend was a princess.
My new assistant walked with the file in her grasp.
“What the hell is that?”
“The report you asked me
