Chapter 13

• The roar of the crowd reached deafening proportions, and the long avenue leading from the cathedral to the palace was a sea of smiling faces and waving flags.
• “I can’t believe the number of people,” Maya said faintly as she settled herself into the golden carriage. The rings on the third finger of her left hand felt heavy and unfamiliar, and she glanced down in disbelief. “And I can’t believe we’re married. You certainly don’t hang around, do you? You could have given me a little more warning.”
• “Why?”