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“Not now, Balduin, please. Whatever it is can wait until tomorrow—”
“You sent a letter!” he interrupted.
Gale froze, then his eyes widened, and his mouth slightly parted as he whispered, “Shit.”
“What?” I asked, worried, and he turned to me, his face a full range of embarrassment. Now I was very worried. “Gale, what?”
“I may have gotten drunk and written a letter to you last night.”
“What? I didn’t get any letter from you.” I glanced over my shoulder at Wolfgang, who shook his head that he also did not get one.
“I was worried you’d tear it up in anger. But I wanted you to read it, so I...” His voice trailed off.
“So you?”
“He sent it off to the press as the official palace statement!” Balduin screamed out, nearly going mad.
Gale flinched at the sound of it.
“What did you say in that letter?”
He shrugged. “Nothing too damaging, that I loved you, I was sorry and sad about what happened and...”
“Confessed to eloping with you!” Again, Balduin screamed, and Gale flinched. “Now all the press is posting it all over the internet. Reporters are asking about the details of this wedding. It’s chaos, so no, sir, it cannot wait until tomorrow! What are we to say?”
“Balduin, calm down, or you’ll rip out what’s left of your hair,” Gale said with the slightest smile on his face.
“Gale!” I pushed him.
And he just laughed, turned to face me, and placed his hands on my face. “I can fix this, but I need you to answer two questions first.”
“What?”
“Do you love and trust me?”
“Yes.”
“Are you here to stay with me forever?”
“Yes.”
He kissed my lips so passionately that my body felt like it was rising to his. Then all too quickly, he pulled back.
“I’ll be right back,” he said, stepping back from me grinning. “Balduin, let’s hurry. I’m already worried I’m dreaming, and she might disappear.”
I giggled. “I’ll be here. Always.”
“Good.” He nodded, still walking backward.
“Gale, go!” I laughed outright.
It took him a second before he walked off with Balduin still lecturing on one side and Iskandar silently walking on the other.
“Where exactly is he going?” I asked Wolfgang.
“Most likely to speak to the press directly.”
My eyes widened. “What?”
