Jun 16, 2026 My sister thought my Navy uniform would ruin her royal wedding. So she erased me from the guest list, smiled for the cameras, and pretended I did not exist

had been close enough to lie about me.

Had she stumbled onto something else?

The thought was unbearable.

“Does Rachel know about Nikolai?” I asked.

The king’s eyes narrowed.

“We do not know.”

Alexander looked toward the chapel corridor. His face tightened.

“I’ll ask her.”

“No,” the king said.

Alexander stopped.

“Not as her almost-husband,” the king continued.continue reading …