A./N.: Now I realize this story hasn't been updated in two years, and I'm rather ashamed of that. Thanks to dznyprincess7's recent review, I've decided to try and finish this story. So please remember to review! The more I get the more confident I feel in continuing!

As much as she wanted to never wake up and stay bundled under the covers it was not meant to be. The opened doors leading out onto the balcony let in a strong wind that rustled everything in the room. The warm air tingling her skin in an attempt to rouse her from her dreams.

Carter groaned with annoyance and rolled over. Sighing in defeat she opened her eyes groggily and glanced around the room. Yep, she was really hear. In Costa Luna staying at the palace. Glancing to the alarm clock on the nightstand, which seemed very out of place in such an ancient castle, Carter saw she had slept in most of the morning. It was already eleven thirty eight.

She threw back the covers and headed to her suitcase lying at the foot of the bed. Upon opening it she found all her clothes had been removed.

"Who goes and touches other peoples clothes without asking?" She mumbled to herself finding it a little creepy someone had gone through her belongings while she was asleep. Her eyes caught on a set of ornate dressers and a wardrobe on the far side of the room next to a door that she assumed was the en suite bathroom.

After showering Carter threw on her bikini and a loose fitting sheer sundress, slipped on a pair of sandals and sunglasses, and went in search of breakfast.

You'd have thought it was days since she last ate by the rumbling sounds her stomach was giving her. Carter tried going in the direction they'd come the night before in hopes of finding someone who could lead her to the kitchens. After taking a hallways that came to a dead end she began to worry.

"Great. Lost on the first day and I haven't even seen a single person!" Exasperated she tried to find her way back to her room. But what she was sure was the same way she came, ended up leading her to a set of descending spiral staircases. From below she could hear the sounds of voices and smell something delicious wafting up to her. Maybe it was the servants stairway?

Not long after her discovery of other intelligent life forms did Carter finally find herself in the kitchens. Almost as soon as she entered the whole of the room went quiet as everyone stopped to look at her.

"Umm….I got lost?" She answered the question that was appearing on all of their faces.

And cue another loud rumbled from her stomach. As if this wasn't already awkward enough. Her face went red with slight embarrassment. A woman wearing a pristine white apron came forward with a frying pan in her hand and motioned to a table in the center of the room covered in produce and game. "Just have a seat and I'll make you something to eat in a heartbeat." Her motherly tone making Carter feel almost immediately comforted as she allowed her to lead her to the table.

Plopping down on one of the many stools she watched as the woman she later learned to be Elsa fried up two eggs with hashbrowns, toast, and a nice little bowl of cut fruit. Her mouth watered as the plates where set down in front of her. The first bite of the egg made her mouth melt a little.

"That was the best breakfast I've had in ages!"

Elsa looked extremely pleased as she continued on with rolling out a round of dough on a counter nearby.

" I'm glad you liked it. If only everyone in the palace was as appreciating as you are." A hint of bitterness flavoring her words.

Carter looked at her in confusion. Surely she didn't mean Rosie or her mother?

"You can't mean Rosie…." She began.

"Oh no mi bella flor, I do believe she was talking about me." Carter turned in her seat to find the most gorgeous man she'd ever seen leaning in the doorway. Black hair falling in a wave across his forehead, barely reaching his dark brown eyes that were now piercing her with a predatory glare. He looked as if he wanted to eat her. And that devilish smirk on his face not persuading her otherwise.

"And I have to say I've had peasant food that has tasted better."

"Salir de mi cocina!" Elsa turned around right fast and chucked an apple at the man with anger. "You no like my cooking then you go eat somewhere else!" Her attempted to through a rolling pin at him was stopped by two kitchen helpers that held her back.

All he did was duck slightly at the projectile and stepped further into the room smiling at Carter.

:"And you must be Rosie's special guest. I am Rosie's cousin Duke Mateo Ramos, Minister of Foreign Affairs." He took her hand and brought it to his lips where his lips barely graced the top of her hand in a kiss. As he pulled away his hand brushed against her chin gently.

"Oh, and you have food all over your face." Carter could almost hear him smirking as he left through a door leading to the gardens. She could almost die from embarrassment!

With a groan she buried her face into her hands in complete horror.

What was Rosie thinking! How was she going to spend all summer with that piece of delicious Spanish royalty teasing her at every turn!

Little did she know what Rosie had planned for her.

A./N.: And there it is! I'm rather proud of myself for actually writing this whole chapter as soon as I read the newest review! Here's to hopefully finishing this by the end of the summer. Sorry to keep you all waiting!

Translations:

mi bella flor- my beautiful flower

Salir de mi cocina- get out of my kitchen