CHAPTER SIXTEEN
After the delicious dinner ended, Enrique wanted to ask Madeleine about the unexpected kiss in the hallway, but Alejandro, Karl, Niko, and Brandt had whisked Enrique out of the castle. The princes piled into a limousine. Captain Mendoza sat in the passenger seat. An SUV containing the other bodyguards and security team followed them.
“Where are we going?” Enrique asked to be polite. He was resigned that tonight was happening.
Alejandro, seated next to him, shrugged. “Karl made the plans.”
“And they are top secret,” Gaullia’s crown prince teased. “Only the driver and our security teams know the destination.”
Brandt removed a bottle of top-shelf whiskey from the limo’s bar. “Anyone up for pre-gaming?”
Everyone, except Enrique, was. Brandt passed out the glasses.
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