#Chapter 459 – Dinner with the Prince

Ella Conner opens my car door and gives an odd little bow as I get out of it. “What on earth was that?” I ask, grinning at him. Conner, to his credit, blushes a little as he gives me a shrug. “I don’t know, you’re a Queen now. Aren’t I supposed to bow?” I wrinkle my nose at him. “I have no idea,” I say, laughing, pleased when he laughs with me and closes the car door behind me. “But since neither of us know, maybe we should cut it out?” “All right,” he says with a grin, looking up towards the restaurant where Calvin asked me to meet him. I’m a little thrilled, honestly, to be out of the palace for the first time in weeks – and also pleased that this was kept quiet enough that there is no press here to capture the moment. “I’m glad you’re here, Conner,” I say quietly, taking a deep breath to steel myself. “Anytime, Luna,” he murmurs, and he keeps close by my side as I walk up the stairs. I’m relieved to see, when I get inside, that the restaurant is dark and only about half ful