“Have you found who sent the pictures?”
Cian wouldn’t meet my eyes. I looked away from him to my dad.
“Ms. Marshall admitted she took the photos and sold them.”
Shauna. I had a feeling she’d be connected to this. No wonder Cian wouldn’t look at me.
“And she’s left, I assume.”
The head of the guards, Geoffrey, nodded. “Yes, sir.”
“Good.” I put my hand on Charlie’s back. “Thank you for taking care of that.”
I turned to leave when Cian called my name. I looked down at him and waited.
“I’m sorry.”
He didn’t elaborate, but I didn’t expect him to. We both knew what he was talking about.
“Thank you.”
We left and I could feel Charlie relaxing. “She must have really not liked me.”
I squeezed her shoulder. “She’s desperate for attention. She’ll do anything for a moment of it. Don’t take it personally.”
“At least she’s gone and I don’t have to worry about her anymore.”
I nodded. “Just everyone else.”
She looked up at me with narrowed eyes. “Very supportive.”
I laughed and she joined in. “I’ll stay with you through the next two days. If I can’t be there then Isla will be.”
She smiled sweetly. “Thank you.”
“There’s just one thing.”
She cocked her head. “What?”
“Before the wedding, the family typically rides in carriages to the chapel. During that time…”
She nodded. “I’ll be on my own for the wedding. I figured that out already.”
I paused. “How?”
“I’ve been doing some research to get ready. Since I’m not a part of the family I’ll ride separately and sit in the back with the normal folk.”
I shook my head. “An old mate of mine, Michael, will be there. I’ve asked him to stand in for me, so you won’t be alone.”
“Thank you.”
“Would you like to take a walk through the Princess courtyard?”
She immediately brightened. “Of course.”
I lead her away from the study. “It has over one hundred species of roses.”
“Really? Are those Isla’s favorites?”