With a glass cup of red wine in one hand and a plate of microwaved pizza in the other, Royal carried them to the tray that she had set on the counter before she took out the pizza box from the fridge.
She walked out of the kitchen, and then out of the house to the front porch. She stay there and balanced the tray onto the table that was near where she was seated. It was still the same day she was invited to the palace but several hours later.
Royal couldn't imagine what Edward had wanted to tell her about but refrained from. She wondered what was wrong because at least, that was what she feared. She couldn't help but think that it was something that was big, bigger than they were both leading her to believe, or letting on. She sighed and pushed her back against the recliner she was seati
