Yvonne
I hear Rudolph Blackburn talking as we head down the stairs. He is in the living room with Arlette and Aidan.
“You must be Royal Beta Wright,” Rudolph states dryly.
“I am,” Nate responds.
Arlette gives me one of her classic looks, “I can’t believe you are a princess,” she snorts. “Never in a million years would I have guessed.”
“I know your father, Eugene,” Rudolph says while I stare at Arlette.
“I told Derrick not to let Charlotte keep the mutt,” Arlette scoffs.
“What did you say?” Nate growls. “She is no mutt. She is the daughter of King Geoffery and Queen Beatrice Montgomery. Arianna comes from three very strong lines. Have care how you speak.”
Arlette rolls her eyes, “Either way, my only son is in the cells because of her.”
I shrink away as she speaks. I hate that every
