SVS:Where are you? The film crew is setup in the ballroom.
Kat read Sophie’s text. She’d forgotten the reality TV crew would be here. That meant a possible interview. She typed a reply:
DocKat:Almost ready. Be right down.
SVS:Hurry!
Kat swiped blush across her cheekbones and added lip gloss. A little mascara and she was ready.
Presentable, maybe a touch pretty.
She didn’t expect to find herself on camera. The crew would be looking for royals to interview, not Americans, but she wanted to meet Sophie’s friends from the show.
Kat went to the ballroom. Cords and cables lay across the hardwood floor. Stands with lights mounted to them were arranged around two chairs and a small round table. Furniture she recognized from the library had been brought in.
“Hello.” A beautiful woman with long, brown hair pulled back in a ponytail smiled at her. Strands framed her face. Freckles across her nose and hazel eyes that looked more green than brown regarded her with curiosity. The eye color could be due to the green tunic that showed off her pregnant belly. “I’m Addie Cahill.”
“You were on the honeymoon show.”
“Yes, with my husband, Nick.”
Reality TV shows were one of Kat’s guilty pleasures, but she didn’t have much time for television these days. “I’m Kat Parsons.”
Addie’s lips parted. “You’re Princess Sophie’s American BFF from summer camp.”
“That’s me.”
“So nice to meet you.” Addie shook Kat’s hand. “I’ve been living in Alvernia while my husband does security for Prince Luc. It’s a lovely little country, but I miss San Diego and the Pacific Ocean. Where are you from?”
“Eastern Washington originally. Now I live in southern Idaho.”
“You traveled a long way for the wedding.”
“I wouldn’t have missed it.”
“Nick and I were surprised to receive an invitation, but Sophie’s so sweet to include us with the crew.”
“That’s Sophie. She doesn’t like to leave anyone out.”
A handsome man with blue eyes and brown hair waved a clipboard.
Kat recognized him. Nick Cahill. He was former military. Army, maybe. He and Addie had grown up with Emily White, the advertising executive who’d married Prince Luc von Rexburg. “I think your husband is trying to get your attention.”
“Thanks. I’m assisting the film crew, so I’m sure I’ll see you around.” Addie walked toward her husband.
“Hello.” A man in his twenties with bright red hair stopped at her side. He carried a video camera. “I’m Conrad.”
“Kat. I’m one of the bridesmaids.”
“American.”
“Yes.”
“Nice to meet you.”
“Hey, Brad,” Conrad shouted. “I’ve got one of the bridesmaids.”
The bleached-blond host of the show made his way over. Kat recognized him from the first two shows he’d done. His white teeth gleamed underneath the lights.
