CHAPTER SIX
Walking through the garden with Enrique, Madeleine realized she’d underestimated him. Yes, he’d been horrendous when he arrived, but he’d apologized. Since then, only one thing he’d said could be misconstrued. Because she was hypersensitive to him, she’d given the crown prince the benefit of the doubt.
Shade from a large tree provided relief from the hot sun. As they passed under the branches, birds flew away, rustling the leaves.
Enrique went to the tree trunk and outlined the three sets of initials carved in the trunk. “Even proper princesses get into mischief.”
“Karl and Louie talked me into it.” The way her words rushed out sent heat rushing up her neck. “I told them it would be a bad idea, but they wouldn’t listen.”
“That’s what they all say,” Enrique teased.
“It’s t
