Ari was never so happy in her life for a plane to land as she was when hers landed in Estrea. Between Marcus and being away from Grayson for a while, she was ready to come home.
Home.
Such a small word that carries so much meaning. It was strange that she now thought of Estrea as her home. Her whole life, Queens had been her home, but not now. Not anymore. Not since she married Grayson.
Even if he wasn’t a prince, she would still want to be married to him. If she could have chosen any man in the world to marry, it would have been him. Ari just hoped that they could get past everything.
“Here you go.” The flight attendant handed Ari her coat. Although she wasn’t sure why, she had warmed up to Ari a bit over the course of the flight. Perhaps she had taken pity on her when she threw Mar
