~ Isabella’s POV

“Should we head back now?” Lucian asked, glancing at me with that charming smile of his.

“Yes, I think so,” I replied, trying to sound more composed than I felt. I wanted to savor this moment a little longer, but the thought of returning to the palace and continuing our design work made my heart race.

As soon as we returned back to his office, he summoned Madam Marrissa over the phone. And a moment later, she entered, her expression professional yet warm.

“Your Majesty, how may I assist you?” she asked, her eyes flicking between us.

“Could you please bring us some dinner?” he requested, and...