Declan

“Have a good night.” I smiled at Henley and headed to my car.

She opened the door, and her eyes met mine one last time, and then she closed it without so much as a smile.

I had to fight the urge to march into the palace, carry her out, and marry her right then and there. But that would be going a little overboard. Instead, I started my car and pulled down the long drive to go home. Getting engaged was more than enough for one night. When I got to the gate, ...