Lilibeth's POV
As soon as we get inside our tent. I bite my lower lip and try to calm my emotion. I'm really worried about my little sister's comeback here in Moon Aires. I place my hand on my tummy.
I don't have any baby bump yet, but I know my firstborn can feel the anxiety. I act like I'm okay and there's nothing to be worried about, but deep inside, it's fucking not.
I'm worried about what she will do to me. I know deep inside my little sister loves Prince Lukas. The mere fact that she was used to keep an eye on our dad is a slap on her ego.
"Lilibeth, turn around and face me," a man's voice demanded.
I blinked and pulled my senses back. That isn't just a man; it's my husband's voice. I have to pull myself together. I turn around, faking a smile. "Is there a problem, Your Highness?"
