CHAPTER FOURTEEN
The time Enrique spent with Madeleine in the garden talking and deadheading roses brought a sense of peace. His fears of being told to leave the castle—and the country—hadn’t disappeared completely. Nightmares about Alejandro’s coronation woke Enrique in the early hours each morning. But hope the wedding would occur was winning the battle against his doubts.
The best part?
He wasn’t on his own.
Yes, he had his father and brother on the island. Jules and the staff, too. But beyond the walls of the palace, Enrique’s circle of friends was small. Okay, miniscule. Dating wasn’t the only thing he found difficult. Making and keeping friends was, too.
The few friends who remained after university were there because he would one day be king. Without his title, they would never
