[Sand & Fog 08] • The Last Guy

Ordinary men are stopped by obstacles. Future kings conquer them.

A true statement, and the only issue with that pronouncement was I wasn’t the

future king. I was the spare to the spare of the heir and hugely irrelevant.

It meant I could do what I wanted, within reason. It meant I could have her,

and I wanted that beyond all else. A life with Khloe, removed from the world,

where there was only Damon and Khloe loving each other. It didn’t matter that

she was ill. It didn’t matter that I was going to lose her not long after we

married. I’d already lost my heart to her and needed every minute I could have

with her.

None of the obstacles mattered…until unexpectedly they did.

Until I was no longer the spare to the spare.

Until the prospect that Khloe might one day be the Queen of England.

All things changed in the blink of an eye.

Me.

Her.

Our future.

My family demanded I let her go, even knowing it would destroy me to lose her.