Princess Ilaria has had it up to her tiara with the paparazzi, her own wild reputation, and the public eye. Trading places with her assistant, Ilaria wants just one blissfully ordinary weekend. Then a handsome photographer with a sexy Scottish burr offers to be her guide. Sparks fly, but how long can they last? Ilaria’s secret has to come out—and it could ruin a perfectly serendipitous romance.

This short story was super cute and very cheesy, which I didn’t mind. It reminded me of the classic movie, Roman Holiday. I appreciated that this was a clean, closed-door romance. I felt transported to Europe. I enjoyed the characters and watching them get to know each other. It did feel insta-love, which is a trope I do not like, but I didn’t mind it in this story. I liked it, but it’s not original. I’ve seen/read this type of story before, but I still enjoyed myself. If it sounds interesting to you, then give it a try. I recommend it for a short read.