Charlotte's POV:
We stand in the freezing cold outside the Paris police station. Queen Evelyn stands before us looking, well I can't really describe how she was looking. Her eyes darted to me and then to Lucas then to Makenna who had just about bulldozed over her mother.
"Mom?" Makenna says.
"What are you doing here?" Lucas asks.
"Well, do you really think that a girl being brought into the police station for breaking and entering claiming to be the Princess of the United States would not result in a phone call to the Queen of the United States?" Queen Evelyn asks.
"I was hoping they wouldn't." Makenna says.
"So you call your eighteen year old brother instead of your mother?" the Queen asks.
"I'm sorry, mom. It wasn't
