The boy nodded. “That’s it, sir.”
The duke blinked rapidly, then pointed down at the cashmere blanket. “You stay here until the coast is clear,” he said. He waited until Teddy had seated himself cross-legged on the blanket, then stood, staring once more at the castle entrance.
“You’re being very mysterious, Grayson,” Emma chided.
Derek’s eyes narrowed as Grayson began to walk away. “What’s up, old man?”
The duke paused. “Emma, Derek, dearest friends, if you’ll excuse me, I—I believe there’s someone waiting for me in the chapel.” Looking every bit as dazed as Teddy Tregallis, the duke performed a courteous half-bow, then turned and broke into a run.