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 attention back

ask, baffled but bursting

repeats, looking around the

an arm around her mother's shoulder, grinning and speaking quietly to her in their language. I look to

see a picture of my mom on the

drops open in

back up to his. "She is going to be 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 laughs, picking up

to me now, and I go to her, letting her wrap me up in her arms

my cheek in her palm, her

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