Ten
Prince Declan
“Nanny Fallon, I know what you’re goin’ ta say, and I just want ye to know----I love her,” I said, “I’m serious about this. I have been since I saw her that first day.”
Nanny Fallon had greying hair, and the same, emerald eyes as Fiona. Eyes that were always kind, no matter how obnoxious I’d been that particular day. “Oh, my dear boy, I wish that were what this is about. You’ve got far worse things to worry about then how the King is goin’ ta respond ta you bein’ in love with Fiona.”
I frowned. “Ya mean my King and my parents? Do they know about Fiona and I?”
Nanny shook his head. “This isn’t about Fiona, Declan. This is about yer parents.”
My face fell. “What are ye talkin’ about?”
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