age, she conceded. Maybe she had. But for Lily to forget she was her mother… Not even to invite her to her wedding…
Some things were unconscionable. Sometimes a gentle reminder was needed.
Or a big one.
She made her way into the terminal, went through Customs—like a mere mortal, she thought savagely—and then thought of what to do next.
A private plane to Sappheiros was out of the question. Unless…
Unless the press came to the party. Which they would. She simply had to open her mouth and tell them who she was.
Mother of the Queen. Mother of the Crown Princess.
She’d done very well for her girls.
She now intended Lily to acknowledge it.
FOR three days he made her laugh, he made her love, he made her live.
She’d never felt so alive. She’d never thought life could be so magical.
She wasn’t to know that Alex had posted guards to prevent more intrusions into the little cove beneath the house. There were roadblocks set up to stop intrusions from the road. She thought this was normal, this was what life could be like, married to this man and living happily ever after.
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