Chapter Four
Present Day
When Laurent handed me a breakfast tray himself, I said, “What happened?”
“Why should anything be amiss? I’m simply serving Your Highness.”
I glowered. “Either tell me what’s happened or I’ll throw you in the dungeon.”
“I’m afraid you’ll have to settle for tossing me into the wine cellar.” Laurent cleared his throat then gestured at my phone. “It should be in your inbox.”
He scurried off before I could open the email. When I clicked the link, it took me to a tabloid story featuring our interview yesterday.
Miss Gallagher doesn’t seem to be enjoying royal life, does she? Apparently, there’s no reason to smile when you’re a princess married to the handsome prince! Perhaps the luxury isn’t up to her usual standards. What could be explained as pre-wedding jitter
