At the other end of their flight, Lucia got up from her seat and collected her carry-on. A flight attendant rushed to her and took it from her hands.
"Thank you," she said when she realised that no amount of arguing was going to get her control of her luggage just yet.
The woman smiled back at her and replied, "You're welcome, Your Highness."
Your Highness, it was going to take getting used to. Was all of Rhodes going to be calling her that? She had not been looking at the news because she was not keen on watching her face on every outlet she could find. Her life had become more public when she had gotten engaged to Michael, but this… this was very different.
She turned and followed her mother and brother out of the aisle, looking behind her at Adela and Caroline, who were following with their coats over their arms. She decided to shrug her coat on and was doing so when her brother looked over his shoulder and their eyes met.