Meg Cabot Royal Wedding May 2026

“Not your father, child. His father.”

“What voice?”

“Wonderful!” Grandmère clapped. “We’ll seat him next to the Duchess of Vonn. She’s deaf. He can talk about tractors all night.” meg cabot royal wedding

“You look like the Statue of Liberty if she had a gambling problem,” Michael said helpfully.

“It’s beige ,” she replied, horrified. “You will look like a slightly jaundiced ghost. No. We have commissioned a new tiara. A Meltzer tiara. The diamonds are the size of jawbreakers.” “Not your father, child

It was not a tiara. It was a headpiece of such towering, diamond-encrusted enormity that when I put it on, I couldn’t stand up straight. I wobbled down the hallway like a human disco ball.

Helga blinked. Then, for the first time in her career, she wrote something down without arguing. She’s deaf

And when I reached the altar, Michael looked at me like I was the only person in the entire kingdom.