“It went better than anyone could have dreamed. I was on my way to the castle for a press conference to announce my engagement, but I knew it was wrong on every level. It made no sense, so I put up a petition on my website. Within ten minutes, I had enough signatures to put a referendum before parliament. I pointed out how ridiculous it was for the nation to view me as nothing more than a vessel for the next heir. I also reminded them what our family has done for this country and how removing the monarchy would make us just like any other European nation.”

“You spoke in front of parliament?”

“I did. Not only did they vote for the line of succession to include women, but the People’s Party lost some seats in Tuesday’s vote. So, it’s all good.”

“Does that mean you can come home? Shit. Sorry. I meant come back to Calamity. Just to finish our project?”

Another of those elegant but empty smiles. “Well, I fought for the right to lead my country, so unfortunately, it means I have to take over for my father while he recuperates. After that, I’ll be working with him, so I can learn everything and be ready to take over when he steps down.”

“Does that mean…”

She nodded, resolute. “No more chemistry for me.”

“But that’s your heart.”

“It’s a lot better than marrying Marcel.”

He didn’t like seeing her slip back into princess mode. “Sounds like you’ve got it all worked out. Where do I fit into this new world?”

“I’m not sure you do.” Gaze cast down, voice quiet and subdued, Rosalina was back in full force.

“Bullshit.” And that was it. He’d had enough. In one step, he was in front of her. Bending his knees, he gripped her ass, lifted her, and walked her to the nearest couch. Setting her on the arm, he nudged her knees apart and stepped between them, tipping her chin. “Listen to me, Rosie, I love you. I love you so fucking much there’s not a chance I’m going to live without you. And if you live here, then I’ll live here.”

“You don’t know what this life is like. It’s nothing like Calamity.”

“But it has you.” He paused. “You love me?”

“I do.” She nodded, tears glistening. “I love you so much.”

He started to kiss her, but the worry in her eyes stopped him. “But?”

“But I’m scared. You’re not going to like it here.”

“You know that house I’m building? I designed a lab for you. We can live here, and we can spend time in Calamity. But, just so you know, if I never see Calamity again, I’m still gonna die a happy man, because I’m going to get to spend my life with you.”

“Brodie.”