Delaney and Vincent had been roused from their nap and quickly dressed. By the time the carriages came to a stop in front of the house, Vincent was downstairs waiting to greet them. Ian hung back in the doorway, ever watchful with his arms crossed, and his expression unreadable.
Vincent however was frowning. He saw the first carriage belonged to his brother and the second was Bernard's. The royal carriage was the one that didn't belong. He didn't have to wonder which of his royal relatives had shown up uninvited and unannounced.
"Vince!" Mason grinned as he practically leaped from the carriage, "I thought I would join you on your little sea vacation. I hope you don't mind?"
"Of course not," Vincent answered the only way you could answer a royal prince, "I wish you'd sent word though. We don't have a room ready."
