The Prince's Christmas Vow

  ‘It will be the perfect backdrop for the wedding,’ Louisa said quietly, her eyes still fixed on the fresco. ‘Won’t it?’

  He swallowed. Exactly how could he put this?

  ‘It could be. I’ll need to make some calls.’

  ‘To whom?’

  ‘Any new piece of art has to be reported and examined.’

  She wrinkled her nose. ‘And a fresco falls under that category?’

  He nodded. ‘A fresco, any uncovered relics, a mosaic, a tiled floor...’ He waved his hand and gave a little smile. ‘We Italians like to keep our heritage safe. So much of it has already been lost.’

  ‘And you know who to call? You can sort this all out?’ He could almost hear her brain ticking over.

  He gave a quick nod.

  ‘Then I’ll leave it to you. Let me know if there are any problems.’ She spun away and walked to the door.

  Logan turned back to the wall and stood very still as he heard the quiet, retreating footsteps. The enormity of the discovery was beginning to unfurl within his brain.

  He could almost see the millions of euros’ worth of plans for the prince to marry here floating off down the nearby Chiana River.

  In his wildest dreams the prince might get to marry his bride with this in the background. But Italian bureaucracy could be difficult. And when it came to listed buildings and historic discoveries, things were usually painstakingly slow.

  He sucked in a deep breath. The air in the chapel was still but every little hair stood up on his arms as if a cool breeze had just fluttered over his skin. He knew exactly what this fresco would mean.

  He knew exactly who he would have to contact. Who would have the expertise and credentials to say what should happen next. Italy’s Arts Heritage Board had a fresco expert who would be able to deal with this.

  Lucia Moretti. His ex.

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  The Prince’s Christmas Vow

  Copyright © 2015 by Jennifer F. Stroka

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