Lucia sat in the car sent by Prince Michael and wondered what he wanted to discuss with her. She looked out the window and noticed that she was being taken away from the city. She wondered where she was being taken. She had resisted the urge to call or text the Crown Prince and ask. She had also wondered if their friendship was worth the pain she was putting herself through.
She had read the newspaper that day and knew that people were speculating about his marriage. He was the king's heir. It was his duty to marry and produce heirs so that the royal lineage continued. She had wondered if she would stand around watching him pick someone to spend the rest of his life with. Someone who would not be her. She had to be realistic. She had to stick to the decision she had made three years ago, she had to move on and distance herself from him.
