Page 33 of Her Royal Cowboy Billionaire

Alex clasped his friend on the shoulder and then looked at Michele. “Thank you. They are very precious to me.”

Sergei bowed to Michele. “My lady, if you need anything or to go anywhere, I will get it for you or take you myself.”

Michele’s heart melted at Alex’s words. She turned toward Sergei and dipped her head to acknowledge the man. “Thank you. I appreciate it. I know Alex will be quite busy with all the arrangements, so I might take you up on your offer.”

“Anytime.”

The man, though a little scary to look at, with that scar down his face, seemed extremely nice.

Sergei pointed at the limo. “Let’s get into the car. Queen Reina is expecting you.”

Michele and Erin were the first to get into the limo, followed by Alex and then Sergei.

The rest of the guards piled into two large army trucks.

“Is Joran not coming with us?” asked Michele.

Alex took her hand in his. “He needs to stay on the plane and see that it is prepared for the next flight. He will come with the luggage a little later.”

She sat back and tried to see the buildings as they drove through the town. Most were made of a pale stone, perhaps sandstone, with colorful tile roofs. They passed through a shopping area. They gaily decorated the storefronts with flowers and flags.

As they approached the palace, she saw a huge four-story building made of the same pale stone as the homes and stores. The front of the building was half the length of a football field. She didn’t know the depth yet, but she bet it was at least as big as the front. A flag, two dark blue stripes and one white stripe in the middle with a sapphire in the center of the white stripe.

“You live here?” Her voice ended on a high note. She hadn’t thought about what being Alex’s fiancée really meant.

“Yes, as will you.”

She shrugged. “Only for a couple of weeks, for now, right?”

“Yes.” He looked away. “A couple of weeks.”

She narrowed her eyes and wrinkled her brow.Is there something he’s not telling me?

CHAPTER8

The limo parked in an underground garage, which surprised Michele. The palace looked old…hundreds of years old. She would never have guessed something so modern would be contained within.

Sergei got out first and held the door for the rest of them.

Alex was out next. He held his hand out to Michele to assist her exit from the limo.

Michele offered her hand to Erin.

The little girl latched on to it and didn’t let it go.

Michele, Alex and Erin entered an elevator.

“See you upstairs,” said Alex to Sergei.

Sergei slapped a fist to his chest. “I will bring the luggage to your suite.”

Alex pounded a fist on his chest and then pressed the button for the third floor.

When they arrived, a beautiful, older woman greeted them.

“Mother.” Alex opened his arms.

“My son.” The Queen Mother stepped into Alex’s embrace.