KENNEDY

 

It was a family dinner. Again, I didn’t know what I was doing here. I pinched myself under the table for the second time. The fact that I was sitting across the future king, I felt like I was in another universe. 

 

They looked regal. 

 

The apparent Prince was in his formal suit. The graying hair was scattered across his head. 

Thayer got his eyes from his father—fierce, deep, and expressive. And also his height—Prince Isodore was so tall and medium built. The rest of his son’s features came from Princess Aimrose. 

 

Carlott sat beside her carbon copy—her mother. From the color of her hair to the shape of...