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“As if you have any other best friend but me.”

“Bye, Mom!” I snapped, and she laughed, waving.

I waited until her jet took off before turning to see Wolfgang and Thelma smiling. The sizes of their smiles were different, but the meaning was the same.

“Miss,” Thelma said as she held open the door.

“Thank you.”

“I’ll call the palace—”

“Wolfgang, wait!” I reached up, touching his shoulder to stop him. He looked at me, confused. “Start driving. But—but I don’t want the whole palace waiting for me.”

“Okay,” he replied, putting down his phone, and I sat back.

I didn’t want anyone waiting because I wanted time to talk to Gale. We hadn’t talked in so long that I was actually anxious to see what was going to happen. What was I going to say to him? How was I going to explain all the things that were racing through my mind and heart? For some reason, the return trip felt so much faster than it did when I was leaving. I still hadn’t come up with what to say. And what if he didn’t want to see me now?

Shit.

I hadn’t really thought about that.

What if he was tired of chasing after me? He didn’t try again after the first day. What if he’d given up, too? The more I thought about it, the more panicked I became.

“On second thought, Wolfgang, could you let them know I’m coming?” Before I was rejected in front of the whole palace.

“Yes, miss,” he replied, lifting his phone.

And all I understood from that conversation was that we were ten minutes away. Ten minutes! And I hadn’t even focused on my outfit, wearing any simple loose dress they had brought for me.

“Wolfgang, where is that duffel bag?” I checked around the back, finding it behind my seat and reaching back to grab it. “Never mind.”

Searching through it, I grabbed a compact mirror, and quickly, I pulled out makeup, trying to put effort into my face, at least, before grabbing the perfume and rubbing it on my wrist and behind my ears. When I glanced up, I saw Wolfgang grinning and looking at me at the review mirror.

“Don’t laugh!”

“I’m not, miss.”

“You are. I know it’s silly, but still. Ugh, never mind.” I ignored him, not wanting to waste any more time. I even had a mint as we pulled through the private gates of the palace.

Calm down! I mentally yelled with my hand on my frantic heart. But it became impossible as I saw him standing outside, waiting. He stood tall, hands behind his back, shoulders squared, and I could have sworn his hair glistened like the sunrise on morning grass.

I thought I was panicked before, but I was on a whole new level of freaking out now. Inside were mini-mes around screaming. My hands shook. I was not ready! But the car stopped away.

I took three deep breaths before ripping off the bandage and stepping out of the car. When I did, he stared at me with those beautiful blue-green eyes of his. And the words I had been waiting for almost forty minutes to form shattered into a million, billion little pieces. All I could do was stare back. When I saw him move to say something, I panicked and stepped up first, wrapping my arms around his neck, holding on tightly.

Hug me back, please, I mentally begged, and like he’d heard me, he did, his arms wrapping around me and hugging me tightly.

“Welcome home, bevilën.”

I bit my lips to keep from crying. “It’s good to be back.”

I didn’t know how long we hugged, but it didn’t feel long enough when we separated. Then when he smiled down at me, I got over it.

“Have breakfast or lunch or dinner or whatever meal with me?” he asked.

I nodded. “I’d like that.”

He kissed my hand before walking me back inside the palace. However, before we could go any farther in, Balduin ran inside like all hell had broken loose. “Sir!”

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