Kathryn was allowed to drive straight in the moment her car rolled up to the palace gates, the heavy iron doors opening without hesitation or any request for identification.
The uniformed guards barely glanced at her license plate, which told her everything she needed to know.
The Queen had informed them of her arrival, and there was a certain intoxicating power in that thought. It sent a small thrill through her, making her fingers tighten on the steering wheel as she passed through the perfectly manicured palace drive.
Kathryn slowed the car slightly, not because she needed to, but because she wanted to take in the grandeur of it. The palace felt different and more beautiful in the daylight.
She wondered what it might be like to arrive here not as a visitor, but as family.
The Queen's in-law.
Kathryna already felt like she belonged inside these walls, and she was hoping this meeting with the Queen would be in her favor.
