Royal Wedding by Susan Sheehey

Author:Susan Sheehey [Sheehey, Susan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: love, Solana, wedding, royals, Suspense, sexy
Publisher: Amepphire Press
Published: 2017-08-15T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter NINE

Alanna

Luciana Nauta curtsied before she turned and left the throne room.

André and Gemma stood next to Alanna, careful to keep their expression neutral during the exchange.

The brunette beauty was so young and hopeful, and sadly naive. Not to mention hopelessly in love with Rico Valéncia. That much was clear.

She sighed when the royal guardsmen closed the doors behind the young woman. “I don’t think we’ll have any further issues from her, but we’ll keep an eye on her. Can’t say the same for her father.”

Gemma scowled. “Gambling debts. For one as well paid as he was, it wasn’t enough.”

André kissed her hand. “It’s an addiction, love. One I can relate to. But, one we can’t help him with. It’s a disgrace that the journalist used his weakness to advance her career. Such an unsavory method.”

“Indeed.” She stood and paced through the room. Alanna desperately missed Flynn. His rational mind would certainly help at a time like this.

Especially with the ass-chewing she was going to give that journalist’s boss.

That woman’s career would be ripped to shreds by the time the Queen of Solana was finished. There was enough evidence to report to the prosecutor’s office as well.

“What about Rico?” Gemma smoothed her steel blue blouse, with lace overlay.

Alanna smiled inwardly at the blonde’s fashion choices, when she was pliable enough to be coerced out of her cowboy boots and jeans. Her sister-in-law had impeccable taste when she wanted. More commendable was her loyalty—to André, family, and her friends. Specifically, Rico.

“He’ll remain on where he is,” she finally replied. “They weren’t the real culprits here. But we’ll have the same eyes on him as Luciana. I think they both just needed a firm reminder of the prudence required of their roles here. They just need to exercise better judgment. So, we’ll give them that opportunity.”

Gemma sighed, a sliver of relief relaxing the wrinkles on her forehead.

Alanna gave a sympathetic smile.

Her brother’s wife was worried about her best friend, clearly.

The dutiful man had nowhere else to go. An illegal immigrant in the United States with no family left in Colombia, Solana was the only place left with anyone Rico knew.

Not to mention, the kid had a great heart, and held an incomparable work ethic. The last thing Solana needed was to remove highly useful people in their time of rebuilding.

“Before we bring in his father,” André started. “I owe you an apology.”

Alanna took a deep breath, and sat on the throne cushion, royal blue with silver fringe. Not as comfortable as a throne should be, and her butt went numb whenever she spent more than ten minutes in this thing.

The amepphires and diamonds on the silver furniture made a statement of grandeur. The same seat in which her father sat.

She stared at the gold floral threading on the light-blue rug extending out from the marble steps below the throne. The work was exquisite. And a century old. “I don’t need an apology,” she finally answered. “It’s not fair of me to criticize

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