Once she reached Hannah’s room, Evelyn knocked incessantly on the door until it swung open.
Hannah scowled. “Is there an emergency I should know about?”
“Yes!” Evelyn pushed into the room and closed the door. “I need an update on you and Prince Alexander.”
Hannah’s shoulders drooped before she put on a smile. “I had breakfast with him this morning.”
“And?” Evelyn prompted. “Did he sweep you off your feet? Are you madly in love and planning the wedding?”
“It’s only been three days.”
“But what do you think about him? Is he someone you would want to marry?”
The smile dropped as Hannah crossed her arms. “Why are you asking?”
“I just want to know if you’re happy.” Evelyn stepped closer to her sister. “If things aren’t going the way you want with the prince, we can always go home.”
Hannah let out a sharp laugh. “No, we can’t. I’m not giving up on a potential betrothal to aprince.”
“Who cares that he’s a prince?”
“Father cares! Alexander’s parents care! That’s why we’re here.”
How fucking romantic.
“What aboutyou, Hannah?” Evelyn snapped. “You’re the one marrying him.”
“Of course I like that he’s a prince. I’ll be a queen someday. Who wouldn’t want this opportunity?” Hannah gestured around the room, like being in a palace was enough.
Evelyn groaned. “That’s exactly what I’m worried about. This isn’t about Alexander at all. You’re just looking for the fairy tale.”
“I’m still getting to know him,” Hannah argued. “And he’s been distracted the last few days. He was really tired this morning, like he’d barely slept last night.”
He’s not the only one. I’m surprised Leo and I didn’t run into him in the kitchen.
“Fine.” Evelyn blew out a breath. “But if Alexander proposed tomorrow, would you say yes?”
“Of course I would!” Hannah threw her arms up. “That’s what I’m supposed to do. That’s the whole point of all of this.”
“You aren’t a pawn!” Evelyn yelled. “You get to make your own decisions.”
“Exactly! It’smychoice, not yours.”
The sisters glared at each other.
This isn’t right. We shouldn’t have come to Gryon.
“You don’t have to worry about me,” Hannah finally said. “Go back to running off with that soldier friend of yours.”
It took Evelyn a moment to realize who she was talking about. “Damien? I didn’t run off with him.”
Hannah raised a brow. “The two of you went into the city together, right?”
“Well, yes, but it wasn’t like that.”
“Evelyn.” Hannah sighed. “I haven’t forgotten all the times you sneaked into the estate after staying out all night with a man.”
“No, I?—”
