Chapter TenEven the admonishment to herself that she shouldn’t consider the royal palace home couldn’t make it feel less like she was returning after a long absence to a welcome homecoming. The royal family had gathered to greet them, though she didn’t fool herself into believing that they were there for her. She was simply an accessory trailing behind the prince, but she was okay with that. Having them greet her in any other, more familiar way would mean they had realized there was something more to their relationship.She was still aware of what a violation of her ethics it was to be sleeping with Bennet, even though she thought she had been fairly successful in separating her professional obligations from her personal feelings for him. They still had to be discreet.As she made her way to the servants’ quarters after parting from the prince, each step felt like a lightening of her load. It was good to be back, and she couldn’t deny that. For however long it lasted, she should just

Chapter Twelve“Why did you do it?” Bennet issued the question in a stern voice as they cornered Tucker in the exercise room.“What happened to diplomacy and decorum?” asked Harper, frowning down at him.He ignored her censure as he focused his gaze on Tucker. “Well?”Tucker set down the free weight he was lifting and reached for a towel to wipe off his face. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, so I don’t know what answer you’re looking for here, Bennet.”“We just got back from the states,” said Harper. Her tone was much nicer than his had been. “Someone reported our relationship to the American Academy of Physical Therapists, and they summoned me for a disciplinary hearing.”He looked genuinely shocked, but he could just be a good actor. Bennet wasn’t ready to absolve him of guilt just yet. “What do you know about that?”Bennet frowned, and his confusion was starting to change to anger. “I don’t know anything about it except what Harper just said. I wondered where you two had di

Chapter FourteenIt took less than a week for the DNA results to be returned, and they affirmed Fiona’s claim that she was an Casparian. As a result, they had all gathered around the formal dining table, having what could only be described as an uncomfortable formal family dinner. Harper shifted in the white lace dress she wore, wishing she had chosen something less scratchy. At least then she would’ve been physically comfortable while still being emotionally uncomfortable. The entire atmosphere was tense, and it was clear no one knew how to react.Except maybe Bennet, who continued to shoot daggers at Fiona across the table. Harper slid her hand from her lap to his thigh to squeeze lightly as she leaned closer to whisper, “Please give her a chance.”He grunted at her, but reined in the glaring after that.“Tell us about your mother,” said Sabrina, sounding imperious instead of inquisitive.“Yes, please do so,” said Barret, softening his sister’s question.Fiona reached for her wine,