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

silently in the corner.

And there was Nico.

He was crouched beside an upside-down bicycle, tightening a chain while a retired chief named Daniels lectured him about doing things “the old-fashioned way.”

Nico laughed.

The king saw him through the glass and stopped walking.

He did not make a sound.

But his hand lifted slowly to his chest.

Lady Maren began to continue reading …