When Lacey woke the next morning, the events from the night before came rushing back—her family making fools of themselves, her sister's jealousy. Then Julien believing her and telling her that she had his heart. She smiled at the memory.

Lacey sat up and then fell back down onto the pillows, grateful that the wedding wasn't until that evening. At least she would have all day to get ready.

"Good morning, Princess!" Gwen stepped into the room, carrying a tray, amused when she ...