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clench my teeth. “My name is Keller Fitzwilliam, and I’m the private secretary and advisor to King Theodore.”
“They are King Theodore and Queen Katla,” I say, unable to deal with her jabbering. “Excuse me?” “From Torskethorpe.” “Torske-what-now?” “Torskethorpe, a small island in the Scandinavian waters, just north of the British Isles.”
“Holy shit. Look, right here it says ‘Margret Edwina Ingrid Strom, Princess of Torskethorpe’—woof, the country name is awful to say.” Tell me about it. “‘Is the daughter of King Theodore and Queen Katla.’” Timmy sets his phone down and looks me in the eye. “Girl, you’re royalty.”
“Harrogate, the summer castle on the southern peninsula.”
“You matter most, Lilly. Even if you decide you don’t want to be part of the royal life and you go back to Miami, until that time has come . . . you . . . matter . . . most.”
started as enemies to lovers, and slowly over time, I wore him down.” Katla laughs. “I like the start of this story.”
