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

brought in only after the warehouse was secure, clutched Nico’s hand.

Voss looked at the Vales.

“You were selected.”

Daniel’s face drained.

“What?”

Voss’s smile widened.

“A paramedic and a music teacher. Stable. Kind. Unremarkable. Far from Europe. Perfect.”

Sofia whispered, “Who selected us?”

Voss looked at the king.

“Your late daughter-in-law.”

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