"Lucan?"
Lucan stirred, his brows furrowed as he sloely adjusted. He could feel the bright sun rays of his face, the slight teasing movement of hair over his face, and the rather beautiful feel of something soft beneath his head.
"Lucan."
He slowly opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was the light golden hair that he knew belonged to Princess Adeline. The cool breeze had the privilege of playing around with the strands and the audacity to wave them around in his face to show him.
His lips parted as her big blue eyes met his, and she let out a small breath. "We are here. At the palace."
He blinked, then tore his gaze off her and slowly looked around. Sure enough, they were right outside, and the servants and soldiers were all outside, silently waiting on them.
He turned back to her, a sho……
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