Luckily, Grayson was able to get Ari to the limousine unscathed. “To the castle,” Grayson shouted to the driver. But they were surrounded by paparazzi and were unable to move.
“Sorry, Your Highness,” Clark replied, shaking his head. “I’ll get us out of here as soon as I can.”
“I’ll take care of this,” Hal, another bodyguard, said, getting out of the limo. “Everyone, step away from the limo, unless you want to see the inside of a jail cell!” Suddenly, everyone stepped back. He walked around the limo, ensuring everyone observed a safe distance away from the limousine.
Ari rubbed his arm in a calming motion, obviously worried about him.
Grayson wrapped his arm around her and pulled her to his side. Then he raised the partition. “Ari, I’m sorry. Why they were allowed onto the tarmac near the plane is beyond me.”
She shook her head, still rubbing his arm. “Grayson, it’s not your fault.