Sophie could barely contain herself as the car crept closer to the palace gates. Her fingers trembled with anticipation. Today, she was going to meet the Great Dane, her betrothed.
She'd kept her curiosity about how she was the Prince's betrothed locked inside her for days, resisting the urge to ask questions that might make this dream feel less real.
But now, as the towering silhouette of the palace drew near, the words slipped from her lips.
"Mom," she found herself calling her mother. They were sitting at the back of the car and the driver was driving them using the GPS instructions Jessica had sent.
"Hmmm," her mother responded absentmindedly.
Sophie was about to ask Kathryn the question when her phone rang. It was Warren's father, Mr. Gonzalez
Sophie quickly turned to her mother in panic, showing her the screen. Kathryn looked calm in her seat and slowly, she said. "Pick up."
Those two words fueled Sophie's confidence and she picked the call.
"Uncle…"
