Page 138 of The Promised Prince
“Not so fast!” Trev grabbed her hands. “I’ll tell you when you can take it off.”
Trev helped her out of the transporter. Her heart pounded with excitement at every slow step and pull from him. Renna still had no clue where they were or what they were doing. Everything sounded like typical outside noises.
“Now I’msurethis is where you’re going to kill me,” she said as her foot shuffled cautiously ahead.
“Do you think the killing thing will be an ongoing theme throughout the rest of our lives, or do you think there will come a time when you don’t think I’m trying to kill you? I’m just trying to mentally prepare for the future.”
She raised her eyebrows, making the blindfold shift a little. “Ifthere is a future.”
“I can assure you there’s a future.” Trev stopped pulling her forward, shifting her sideways a tiny step. “Right here,” Trev said gently.
Renna smiled in giddy anticipation. This surprise had been going on for hours. It had started that morning. She woke up to Trev sitting on the side of her bed with a dozen pink roses. There was a split second where she thought she might have been dreaming. Even though she had been living at the Albion Ruler’s Palace for months, she was still getting used to the fact that this was her new home—her new life. Trev’s charming smile was definitely the best thing she had ever woken up to, but she hadn’t really enjoyed it because her thoughts had immediately gone to her bedhead and bad breath. Trev had practically shoved breakfast down her throat before making her put on the stupid blind fold. That’s when Nora had arrived to get her ready. Renna wasn’t allowed to see what she wore or what she looked like. She could tell her dress was lacy. That seemed a little fancy for a day dress, adding to her suspicion. Nora wasn’t even helpful—tight-lipped about the entire surprise. Every once in a while, Trev popped his head in the room, annoyingly reminding her not to peek. But now they had finally arrived. Things were about to get exciting.
“Okay, you can take it off,” he said with a nervousness she hadn’t sensed in Trev in months.
Renna pulled at the fabric covering her eyes and blinked at the overpowering light now blinding her. Trev was across from her, dressed in a handsome black suit she’d never seen him wear.
It was crazy how just one look at him could get her heart going.
She gasped as she recognized King Bryant and her mother standing off to the side. Renna lurched forward into her mother’s arms. “I can’t believe you’re here.” Her mother’s soft hands brushed over her hair as they hugged.
“I’ve missed you so much,” her mother said, hugging her tighter.
Their relationship wasn’t perfect. Levels of hurt, mistrust, and guilt still needed repair. Renna might never understand her mother’s motives for her actions, but at least they were both trying. It was a good start.
King Bryant’s strong hands wrapped around them both. “It’s so good to see you.” His voice was kind and full of love.
Renna pulled away from them, noticing Drake, smiling at her like an idiot, and Nellie, Preetis, and Mangum. She quickly took in her surroundings. They were in the mountains. Tall pines circled them, making the majestic mountain views even more breathtaking. Two wooden posts were behind King Bryant, decorated with white netting and cream-colored flowers. She looked down at her dress—beautiful white lace with flowing sleeves and a seersucker waist. Her smile widened. She knew what this was.
It was her wedding.
An excited laugh rolled off her lips. “Did my ‘Save the Date’ get lost in the mail or something?”
Trev smiled at her in the most adoring way. “I hope you don’t mind, but I went ahead and planned our wedding.” He grabbed her hands, intertwining his fingers with hers. “It’s more intimate than my last wedding.” He looked at King Bryant and her mother. “We all agreed that big weddings give us anxiety now.”
Renna looked around at everybody she loved. “I...can’t believe this.” She looked back at Trev, amazed by him. “I actually don’t mind at all. It’s absolutely perfect.” Happy tears gathered in her eyes as she hugged him. “Wait. There’s someone missing.”
Trev pulled back. “Who? Tybolt? You’ve really got to get over him.”
She rolled her eyes. “No, where’s your father?”
“Oh, him. We all decided he shouldn’t be invited. He’s kind of a despicable person.”
“Yes, I’ve seen that side of him.” Renna shuddered, thinking back to the night he came to her room.
“So, are we going to do this?” Drake asked.
Trev turned to him. “Are you in some kind of a hurry?”
Drake colored, clearly a little embarrassed by the question. “No, I just want to get to the good part.”
Trev smiled at Renna. “What he means by that is he wants to see Lizanne. She traveled with Bryant and your mother from New Hope.”
“Ohhh,” Renna said, dragging the word out. “I’m sorry my wedding is such an inconvenience to you,” she joked.
“It’s not...I’m going to shut up now.” Drake smacked his lips together dramatically, proving he would be silent from now on.
“Where is she? You could have invited her.” Renna looked between him and Trev.
