EPILOGUE

Prince Augustus POV

"Don't go straight to the palace. There's a place I have to go first."

"Yes, Your Highness," The chauffeur, who has been tasked with escorting me to the palace, responds to my command by taking a different route.

It's been six years since I took a plane to Luxembourg to wed Felicity, the woman who would later become my ex-wife. I haven't told anybody else about the contract because doing so is against the rules. This is why I had no choice but to get married to Felicity and then get a divorce from her after we had been married for six years. I was with Felicity for six years, and she loved me. I never developed romantic feelings for her. For the simple reason that I know, deep down, that someone is out there.

I'm holding something that Lincoln personally gave to me. There's a note with an address on it, and he told me to check it out. Because that's where my true love was, I know exactly who I'll meet there.

"Your Highness, we have arrived."

I was completely a