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

turned. “Absolutely not.”

“Dad—”

“No.”

Nico’s voice cracked. “He took someone because of me.”

I stepped toward him. “He took someone because of himself.”

“But Rachel—”

“Is my sister,” I said. “And I’m getting her back. You are not walking into a trap to make a criminal feel powerful.”

Nico looked at the king.

“What would happen if I don’t go?”

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