I stare at him, shocked, and Luca just grins at me. "Do you do you speak Itablio?" I ask.

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“I mean, just a little," he says with a shrug as his family moves eagerly around us, setting out food and drinks, turning on music.

"Of course he speaks Itablio, it's his native tongue!" his mother says, laughing and coming to press a fizzy orange drink into my hand.

"It is?" I gasp, still staring at Luca. He just laughs and looks away, maybe a little bashful.

suddenly, pulling my

but bursting into a

she repeats, looking

grinning and speaking quietly to her in their language. I look to Luca,

mention that Gran is...kind of obsessed with the royal family." He lifts his chin towards the corner of the room, and I turn to see a picture of my mom on the wall, looking saintly and smiling beatifically, holding a little baby Rafe in her arms, their cheeks pressed together.

mouth drops open in shock

bummed when she found out that it's just the Princess today, and not her precious Prince." "Principe Rafe!" Gran says again, clapping her hands. "He so...handsome!" Luca's mom

to me, rolling her eyes at her son. "Gran is, of course, thrilled to meet you, Ariel. We all are." She opens her arms to me now, and I go to her, letting her wrap me up in her arms too. "I always prayed he had a mate," Luca's mom whispers to me, holding

my cheek in her palm, her eyes filled with

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