“How do you know he does that?”
She shrugged. She didn’t want to talk about it, and Lucan let it go.
They pulled into the palace. All the servants lined the entrance, in full uniform. Her family stood out in front, lined up according to rank. Dahlia gasped, so pleased, tears came to her eyes. “What is all this?”
“We’re giving you the princess welcome you deserve. We love you sister.”
All the brothers and their spouses lined the walkway to welcome her, as though she were a visiting guest of state. And her mother stood at the top of the stairs.
For the first time, she recognized and appreciated what it meant to be a Valdez Princess. The line of brothers, all grinning like they had done something sneaky, their wives, the love that shone from every face.
And then another face, stepped out from the side, standing next to her brothers. Thomas Castellanos. “What is he doing here?”