Chapter 634

• “Good evening, Your Highness,” a stewardess said, as she showed me to a seat. “I’m Gwendolyn.”
• “Hi, Gwendolyn,” I said, and sat down.
• The inside of the jet was luxuriously decorated in blue and gray. Each seat held a family crest, and I read the name St. Claire on them. Everything smelled new, and I got the impression that the jet was bought and furnished when they first found me, before they even knew I’d go to Scotland with them.