The Keys' Prince (The Royal Heirs) by D. D. Scott

Author:D. D. Scott [Scott, D. D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-07-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Before Stella could try to comfort Dario, Stefan and Franco were walking towards them on the beach. Stefan had received a call right after Dario’s, instructing them to return to Kristianico immediately.

So much for riding their bikes back from the beach.

Within an hour, Stella was buckled into an off-white, ultra-plush leather seat—next to Dario—in one of his family’s private jets, preparing for departure. Dario, the new king of Kristianico, was on his way home for his coronation and his father’s funeral mass. Stella would appear at his side along with the rest of the royal family.

From the moment they’d gotten the call, Stella’s life had become a surreal whirlwind. She’d packed quickly many times, but never in this much of a dizzying blur. She grabbed what she could from the Casey Key estate, arranging for the rest to be express-shipped to Kristianico first thing the following day.

She called her long-time stylists in Hollywood, New York City and Paris and asked that they each round-up a variety of the latest in couture gowns and royal street wear to be hand-delivered by each designer’s courier service to Kristianico. She also had Franco make plans to fly the stylists to Kristianico as soon as they could clear their schedules. If she and Dario had any shot at pulling off their plan, she’d certainly have to look every bit the part of his future queen.

A future queen. She was on her way to becoming a queen. She’d skip the princess role and head right on up the succession line. Stella kept trying to grasp the title and make some sort of sense out of it. But right now, nothing was making sense at all.

What had she gotten herself into? The dream she’d had since she was eighteen was finally presenting itself as her probable destiny. ‘Be careful what you wish for’—one of Auntie Elo’s favorite sayings—had a rather terrifying new meaning.

A couple of hours later, somewhere over the Atlantic Ocean, well on the way to a private French airport near Nice and then onto Kristianico, Stella still couldn’t believe that in approximately twelve hours she’d be back in Dario’s country.

While they were in the air, Dario’s press team would be convincing the people of Kristianico and the world that not only was Dario returning to accept the throne, but that he was also returning with the woman who would soon be Kristianico’s new queen.

Stella never imagined she’d return to Kristianico, let alone on Dario’s arm. She’d given up on that dream decades ago.

And even though she’d hatched this crazy plan with Dario, she figured the ruse would blow up long before they hit the shores of his Riviera paradise. If they’d stayed in Sarasota for several more weeks, maybe it would have. But evidently, destiny was in more of a hurry than they were.

Stella tried to refocus on the Kristianico tourists’ guides she’d been trying to digest for most of the flight. If only she wasn’t such a worrywart. She needed to try to stay calm and confident—like Dario.

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