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Off the southwestern seaboard
of Ibiza

sits the ancient island
of Es Vedrà.

People from all over the world
have been drawn

to its healing energy,

experiencing peace, clarity,
and hope for new beginnings.

"The King and Queen
of Montrovere spent

their summers in Ibiza,
enjoying the aura of Es Vedrà."

I mean, can you believe

that next year
is a royal millennium?

How impressive is it
that the same family have

ruled for a thousand years?

My family can barely handle
who's bringing what

for Thanksgiving.

Who's your favorite royal,
by the way?

Mace, just let him concentrate
on the road.

Oh, yeah.
For sure, for sure, for sure.

Mine's probably Prince George.

I think he is the perfect heir
to the throne.

Oh, he's amazing.

And I think my second favorite
is probably Prince Nicholas,

aka, the Bachelor Prince.

You'd like him, Boss.
He is totally your type.

Tall, charming, handsome.

Actually, take my word for it.

Prince Nicholas Louis David
of Montrovere

is everyone's type.

Nope.

My only concern is what
a partnership

with the royal family can mean
for us as a new brand.

I'll leave the royal obsession
to you, Mace.

You've at least seen a picture
of him, right?

He's all over
the American gossip mags.

Really?

Doesn't he live in Europe?

Oh, you really do live

in your own little non-gossip
bubble, don't you?

He's been living in America
since he was about 8 years old.

His parents sent him
to boarding school.

Ooh. Really?

And there is a method
to their decision.

They sent him there
to broaden the monarchy's image,

you know,
to make them more relatable.

And it couldn't have been
that bad

since he's been there
ever since.

Hmm.

Is this an appropriate time
for another boat trip,

Your Highness?

Antonio, please address me
as Nico

when we're not in front
of my parents.

Yes, sir.

Speaking of the Majesties,
you can't avoid them forever,

not when you've promised
to tell 'em your grand destiny

before the Royal Garden Party.

And that's exactly
why we're here.

You know, I get my best ideas
at sea.

Definitely, yes, sir.

But um, you should also think
about your grand destiny.

Destiny.

All they care about

is their thousand-year-old
traditions.

The grand destiny
is the cornerstone

of the Montrovere dynasty,

the very foundation
on which it stands.

So, I do hope you will
at least--

Ah, it's nice to see you again,
Your Highness.

Always a pleasure, Diego.

Thank you.

Hi.

Uh.

Oh.

I can't believe we're staying
at the famous Atzaro Hotel.

This is where Rihanna, Shakira,
and Kate Hudson have all stayed.

Eeeh!

Ooh, I wonder if we get to stay
in one of their rooms.

What am I gonna do with you?

I read you loud and clear,
Bird's Nest.

Five is perfectly safe.

Over and out.

I hate that nickname, you know?

It's not a nickname,
Your Highness.

It's a code name.

And I suspect you like it
very well when it keeps

the crazies from finding out
where you are

and mobbing you in the streets.

Well, it's different
for me here.

No one in Ibiza
would ever do that.

Treat me like everyone else.

Refreshing.

Nonetheless, His Majesty
has made it very clear

that even though
the Royal Garden Party

is being held in Ibiza
this year,

security is
to remain as strict as ever.

Why did father decide
to hold the party here

this year?

I mean, don't get me wrong,
there's no place

I would rather be.
I love it here.

There's gotta be a reason.

One could inquire about
His Majesty's reasoning

if one were to attend
the many scheduled audiences

with the Majesties.

Hm.

I can't face them
until I've made my decision,

all right?

Don't look so worried,
all right?

I get my best ideas at sea, remember?

Yeah.
Definitely, yes.

We have our own living room.

And pool!

Oh, this is definitely
where Rihanna stayed.

What happened, sir?

My uncle's land here
on the island.

Sorry, sir?

I have a knack for knowing
which business ventures

- will be successful, right?
- Indeed, sir.

And I'm more myself here than
anywhere else in the world,

- right?
- Absolutely, yes, sir.

- But uh--
- I could build a luxury hotel

with a focus on health
and wellness,

not just for adults,
but for children as well.

This experience could be
educational and enjoyable

and possibly life-changing
for these families.

Can't you see it?
There's nothing like that here.

It's perfect!

It's perfect.

Yes. Uh--

Call the Royal Villa,

tell 'em I'll be at that meeting
after all.

Uh, but uh, sir--

Uh, the meeting
with the Majesties

was scheduled for half past.

Then we have to go very fast.

We have time for a swim though, right?

Of course, I do.

Have I ever told you that
you are the best boss

in the entire world?

Many times.

Seriously, being a part
of this project,

it's a dream come true.

And not just because it is
my literal dream

to meet the royal family.

Thank you for keeping me on
as your assistant.

You know, with everything that
Peter put you through,

I know that last year
wasn't easy.

You and I, we're a team.

I couldn't have done this
without you.

Plus, now that I've moved on
from Peter,

I could learn from my mistakes

and create
an even better company.

Heck, yeah!

Company rule number one,

never ever fall in love
on the job.

Mm, risky move.

For a novice, perhaps.

Unfortunately for you, my love,
I am not a novice.

Checkmate.

I trust you'll at least honor me
with a rematch?

Oh, yes, I will.

Mother, father.

Nicholas, what on earth?

You've startled
poor little Lulu.

Antonio, would you be a darling,
take Lulu for tinkles?

Our audience was scheduled
for half past, was it not?

Antonio?

It was, your Majesty.

Now, forgive me
for interrupting,

but I have to speak to you both.

The Queen and I have moved on
to some very important business.

If there's something you wish
to discuss,

I suggest you master the art
of punctuality.

Again, I apologize,
but I just thought

the two of you would like
to know that I discovered

my grand destiny this afternoon.

That's wonderful, darling!

Better late than never.

Yes.

So, what exactly
is this grand destiny?

It's a Montrovere thing.

It's-- dates back to like,
the Middle Ages.

Oh, fascinating.

But how does it work?

So, the firstborn royals
are prepared to rule

from the day they're born, right?

Their royal destiny's
pretty much locked in

from day one.

Okay, makes sense.

But the other royal siblings
are expected to find

their grand destiny.

Okay.
What is this grand destiny?

Okay, so the grand destiny
is where the second son

or I guess any member
of the royal family,

they choose an area of interest
and then pledge

to devote their lives to it,

all for the betterment
of their people.

It's kind of like,
like a college major,

but for the soul.

I like that.

It's a beautiful tradition,
everyone in the family

devoting themselves
to a higher purpose.

I know.
It's awesome.

You know, some,
they choose education or art

or charity.

I think the most impactful
in recent years

was Prince Nicholas I,
the king's younger brother.

And what did he major in?

Hope.

He was destined to help others
find their purpose in life.

Oh, and he built these beautiful
churches all over the world.

Now, there is someone
I would love to meet

at the Royal Villa.

He passed away, car accident.

He wasn't even 40.

Oh, that's-- that's awful.

But he lives on
in the people's hearts

and the places that he built.

That's the magic
of infrastructure.

Visitors could feel all the love
and hope built into a place

for generations,
and that is what it's all about.

Company rule number two,
never lose sight

of what it's all about.

Now Uncle Nicholas always felt
the land

on this island was very special,
full of powerful energy.

And I remember visiting here
as a boy and hearing his plans

to build one
of his churches here...

but unfortunately,
those plans died with him.

But the land here, it's--
it's just yearning

to be developed
into something new.

Now, father, with your blessing,
I would like to build

a wellness hotel
for families of all ages.

Let me prove to you that
I can make this work

and I will devote my life
to creating spaces like this

in every corner of our world.

My grand destiny.

Build a wellness hotel
on your uncle's land?

Interesting idea.

A good idea.

Such a good idea, in fact,

that I thought of it myself
nearly six months ago.

Wait, what?

And interviewed all the top
luxury developers

to select the perfect candidate
to oversee the project.

There were two that stood out,
both Americans,

but in the end,

we found that Dylan Harper's
proposal

was particularly impressive,
didn't we, dearest?

Indeed.

We expect it will be
quite some time

before we can break ground.

Permits, zoning laws, regulations.

So in the meantime,
we've invited Dylan Harper

and team to survey the land

and experience the beauty
of Ibiza.

And of course,

to be present
at the Royal Garden Party

when I will announce
the hotel plans.

So that's why the party's
in Ibiza this year.

Precisely.

In fact,
they've checked into their hotel

this very afternoon.

Well, that's just fantastic.

Was anyone gonna tell me?

Perhaps, if you'd attended any
of our requests for a meeting,

this wouldn't come
as such a surprise.

Father, please.

You must put a stop to this.

Must I?

With all due respect,
I don't need some American

who's never set foot
on this island--

If this were truly
your grand destiny,

you would not let your ego
cloud your vision.

Dylan Harper is highly respected
in the luxury development world.

You might learn something.

I expect you to be gracious
and show them all the splendor

this island has to offer.

I'm not a tour guide.

You are my son!

And an extension

of this family's unrivaled
reputation for hospitality.

Can I count on you?

Yes, father.

Good, good.

Now, if you have
no further objection,

I'd like to restore
my aura on the chess board.

This was such a great idea.

It's amazing in here.

Finally, I got you away
from work,

although I wish
I could get you away

from those sparkling waters.

Mace, you know
it makes me feel uneasy

if I'm not in control.

Oh, I know,
beggars can't be choosers.

At least, I got you out.

Are you gonna be okay by
yourself while I take this call?

Don't be silly, go.

Let's get something to eat,
then we get out of here.

Copy that?

Yes, mom, I'm wearing sunscreen.

Yes.

Uh, sparkling water, please.

Just sparkling water?

Yeah.

Um, excuse me.

Excuse me.

I'll have another one
of those as well, please.

Aren't we a fun bunch?

I'm Nico, by the way.

Hi.

It's nice to meet you, Nico.

Mm-hmm.

Okay.

Uh, sorry, mom, I have to go.

So, you're an American?

Uh, yeah,
and it sounds like you are, too.

Is that okay?

Yeah, and-- no, no.

I mean-- no, I'm not American.

But of course, it's okay.

It's just I've been relegated
to play tour guide

to some clueless guy
who just happens to be American,

all because someone doubts
my abilities

to manage a new project.

Look at me, I'm confiding
in a complete stranger.

It's not like me at all,
I'm-- I apologize.

I'm sorry.

No, you don't have to apologize.

I am happy
to be your first victim.

Confide away.

I suspect this Dylan Harper's
only in it for the money.

I can spot these guys
from a mile away.

Your Royal Highness,

it is an honor
to finally meet you.

Uh--

Your Royal what?

This is awesome.

I mean, I'm in awe to be
in the presence

of Prince Nicholas Louis David
of Montrovere.

You're the bachelor prince?

Well, uh, the tabloids insist
on calling me that,

but I really don't--

Your Excellence,
may I please introduce

my esteemed boss,
Ms. Dylan Harper of San Diego.

So, it seems like you two have
already met, so that's great.

Yay.

So, you're--

Just leaving.

- Are you ready to go, Mace?
- Oh, I just wanted to finish...

Nope, I'm ready to go.

I guess we'll be seeing a lot
of each other on the island,

Your Highness.

Oh, but I'm sure you could
spot me from a mile away.

Good morning, miss.

My name is Antonio--

Antonio Graziano,

Royal Aide to His Highness,
the Prince Nicholas.

Your hobbies include
crossword puzzles,

attending the royal opera,
and fencing.

Why, yes and uh,
you must be Ms. Macey,

personal assistant to Ms. Harper
and uh, royal enthusiast.

Guilty as charged.

It is a pleasure
to finally meet you.

Am I correct in understanding
it's just the two of you

that make up the visiting
development team?

Yep, it's just us.

She does all the developing
and you know,

I wear a bunch
of different hats.

I guess you and I have that
in common.

Indeed, miss.

I come bearing gifts,
compliments

of His Royal Highness.

No way.

And I've taken great pains
to learn your regular order,

so I trust they are prepared
to your satisfaction?

Uh, you do know
they sell coffee here?

But no tall double latte,
no foam, extra hot--

With three pumps of vanilla.

Oh, you're good.

Is this his idea
of a peace offering?

I can assure you, Ms. Harper,

His Highness
had no intention of--

Thank you, Antonio,
for the coffee,

but where I come from,

a sincere apology is made
face-to-face.

I'm inclined to agree,
Ms. Harper.

And uh, where
is His Highness this morning,

dare I ask?

Ms. Harper.

Your Highness.

Did you receive the coffee
I sent?

I did.

So, we're all good?

All good?

You did call me a clueless,
money-obsessed American.

I make no excuses for myself.

I acted terribly.

I was upset that you were hired,
I misjudged you,

and for that I am truly,
truly sorry.

Okay, that's a start.

Start?

It's not every day a royal
admits he's wrong, you know?

You know, when my brothers
and I got into arguments,

we'd first apologize,

then we'd take it out
on the courts.

Well,
I've been out here all morning,

so I think it's safe to say
whatever aggression I had,

I got it out hours ago.

Well, that may be true for you,
Your Highness, but...

I just got here.

So, a game?

Right now?
You're serious?

Do you object?

Well, don't you think our time
would be better spent

beginning to work
on our new hotel project?

Oh, nothing's more important
than clearing the air

after yesterday.

Would you like Antonio to uh,
get you some proper footwear?

Nope.

All good.

I must warn you, Ms. Harper,
I've been playing tennis

since I was old enough
to hold a racket.

Really?

Gosh, okay.

I'll try and keep up.

I'm just saying,
there's no shame in losing

to someone who's studied under
some of the best instructors

in the world.

Okay!

I'll keep that in mind!

What's going on over there?

They seem to be playing
a round of tennis.

That's good.

Is it?

Yeah,
it means they're making up.

Is that some kind
of California custom

I'm not aware of?

It's a Dylan Harper custom.

They seem
to be rather well matched.

Care to make things interesting?

Surely, you aren't suggesting

we engage in gambling,
Ms. Macey.

Oh, gambling is far too strong
of a word, Tony.

Can I call you, "Tony"?

Actually,
I do prefer the name Antonio.

How about a friendly bet?

Loser picks up the lunch order.

I abhor picking up lunch order.

Everything that can possibly
go wrong always goes--

Always goes wrong.

I know.

But wait, you're aide
to the prince.

Doesn't the palace have its own
royal lunch picker-upper

or something?

His Majesty's team
is scaled down

when we visit the island.

Way, way down.

Offer still stands.

Loser picks up the lunch order

and the winner might even have
time for a quick power nap.

I formally accept.

Oh, it's so on.

Oh!

Impressive.

None of those articles mentioned
an illustrious tennis career.

Oh.

So you looked me up?

Stayed up most of the night
learning as much as I could

after being so...

unprepared
at our first meeting.

Although, something did occur
to me after replaying my blunder

from last night.

What's that?

I wasn't the only one
who didn't do their research.

Just because I didn't know
you were the prince

out of context doesn't mean--

Oh!

So you admit it.

You know, I half expected you
to say you lured me

into conversation
as some kind of power move.

Lured you?

Uh, you were the one
that introduced yourself first.

I suppose I did.

Touché.

You know what stuck out to me
when I replayed

the night back?

Oh, should I--
should I brace myself?

No.

How much more open
and honest you were.

Just a man alone
in a restaurant...

instead of Prince Nicholas
of Montrovere.

Should we call it a truce?

I'm Dylan.

Nico.

Nice to meet you, Nico.

Tall, charming, handsome.

Nice to see
they've cleared the air.

Totally.

Love that for them.

And since His Highness
was the player

with the higher score,

I suppose that makes me
the winner

- of our little bargain.
- Wait.

No.

Tony, a draw means
that nobody wins,

which I guess means
everybody wins.

Please, do call me, "Antonio".

Yeah, yeah, Tony.

Ooh, new bet.

He asks her out
before the Royal Garden Party.

What?

Not a work-related outing
or a business meeting,

but a real romantic stomach
full of butterflies date.

That's madness.

They've only just met.

They were at each other's
throats up until the last serve.

Backing down from an easy bet,
Tone?

It's Antonio.

It's not Tony.

It's not Tone.
It's Antonio.

Oh, pfft.

Listen, if you win,
I'll give you a 100 bucks.

Huh.

Good heavens, Ms. Macey.

I don't gamble for money.

It's strictly forbidden.

Tony, Tony, Tony, Tony.

It's not like that.

It's just--
it's a wager between friends.

I don't want any friends.

Can we give you ladies a lift
back to the villa to freshen up?

Oh, thank you,
but there's no need.

His Highness was kind enough
to provide us

- with our own car.
- Okay.

Well, shall we meet back up in
say, an hour?

Um, excellent.

Okay.

Dylan.

Good game.

You too, Nico.

Nico?

Someone's popular.

Yeah, well,
service has been spotty.

It's probably just...

No way.

Let me guess.

The royal gossip blogs got wind
that His Highness' backhand is,

uh, mediocre at best.

What is it?
You're scaring me.

Um, it's-- it's Peter.

There's-- there's a profile
on him.

It's the Valmeer Hotel.

What?

That's my property.

He said it would never get off
the ground.

I'm sorry, boss.
He doesn't mention you.

"Meet Peter Magnus,
the man behind New York City's

new go-to for luxury,
the Valmeer Hotel."

Peter can't get away with this.

He's punishing me for leaving.

But he was the one
that made it impossible.

He left all of the creative work
to you and then took credit

for your ideas.

You know, it's his own fault
that you were forced

to leave the company.

He's not punishing me
for leaving the company.

He's punishing me
for leaving him.

It's been over a year.

Why can't he just let you go
and leave you alone?

I guess we would've been married
by now if I hadn't

finally woken up and saw him
for the manipulator

that he really is.

Thank goodness you did.

My guidebook says that Es Vedrá
has the power to heal,

to create new beginnings.

Maybe that's why we're here,

to show the world
what I'm capable of.

I read you loud and clear,
Bird's Nest.

Five has cleared his schedule
for the day.

Five?

Oh, it's a code name
that they've given me.

Oh.

Well, what does that mean?

Five.

As in fifth in the line
of succession.

My older brother's the heir.

His three children come next,
so that makes me five.

- Five.
- I see.

Hm.

I'm kinda sensing that
you're not so thrilled

about this code name of yours.

Well, a moniker that reduces me
to a number

in the royal pecking order,
what's not to like?

Over and out.

You seem to be
rather preoccupied, Ms. Macey.

Oh, I am, Tone.

I'm just writing down
all the things I'm gonna buy

with my 100 bucks.

Actually, my name is Antonio

and I did not concede
to this bet.

"Did not concede."

So, you mean to tell me
we're taking the entire day off,

gallivanting around
like tourists?

Why do we think
of it as a day on?

It's not such a bad thing
to see the island as a tourist.

Remember,
most of the hotel guests

will be out-of-towners, too.

Okay, I give up.

You lead the way.

Do we even know the way?

Oh, no worries.
It's quite simple.

You just follow the trail.

It will take you straight
to Es Vedrà.

You'll enjoy the ride.

Okay, let's go.

Go to see the horses.

Huh.

I suppose it isn't too bad,

though,
it is a little touristy.

I must say you uh,
ride as well as play tennis.

Thank you.

I grew up on
my grandparents' farm.

Oh, the old traditional
horse, tennis farm

that I've heard
so much about.

No.

Tennis came later

when I found out
if I got good enough,

I could get a scholarship
to university.

Hmm.

That's funny, because
I gravitated towards tennis

for the opposite reason,
to avoid my studies.

You didn't like school?

Uh, sort of.

I was sent to boarding school
in America

- when I was 8 years old.
- Ooh.

Was that difficult, being apart
from your family

at such a young age?

Boarding school was the norm.

For the first few years,
my best friend

was a stuffed tiger.

Oh.

But then I really started
to love America

and the freedom it gave me,
so I stayed.

But isn't it required

that you have to live
in Montrovere?

I mean, you are part
of the royal family.

Yeah. Yeah, eventually
I have to move back

when my brother's crowned king.

It's Montrovere tradition that
the heir is prepared to rule

while the spare...

Gets to choose
their own destiny.

Ah.

I guess that's a nice way
of looking at it.

Plus, you had that really cool
stuffed tiger all to yourself

and you got to live in America.

Yeah.

So it all worked out.

Yeah.

This way.

That's right.

Five insisted
on the utmost privacy,

so best to survey from afar.

Over and out.

I wonder why the prince
didn't ask us to come along.

Could it be that he wanted
to spend a romantic day

with Dylan in paradise?

Are you youngsters always
this nosy?

Asks the man with
the high-powered binoculars.

So, Tone, do you have kids?

Yes, I do.

A daughter about your age.

Well, what's she like?

She's uh, full of life
and always positive,

a real chat-a-box.

Nothing like me, clearly.

Mm-hmm.

Actually, you remind me
very much of her.

Hmm.

She sounds absolutely fabby.

Fabby?

Fabulous.

For goodness sake,
I'm being facetious.

My wife would agree.

)

Oh, wow.

There's something about that
island that calls to me.

Mm-hmm.

Well, you're not the only one.

Many believe that Es Vedrà
has the power

to draw you towards
your destiny.

I must admit, I'm turning
into a believer myself.

Am I allowed
to know what you're writing?

I'm writing about the breeze...

and the smell it carries.

You can smell the breeze?

Anyone can.

You just have to try.

Or you could just listen.

Okay.

Close your eyes.

Close your eyes.

What do you hear?

The wind.

It's almost musical.

It is, you're right.

You should try it sometime.

You might find it inspiring.

I'm supposed to write
my thoughts and feelings

in this little book?

Yes.

You could call it,
your "inspo book".

My inspo book, wow.

Yeah, you could write about
how the music in the wind

makes you feel.

You sound like
the royal psychiatrist.

Oh, okay.

How about,
what does it remind you of?

Dancing.

I had an instructor
who taught me the proper way

to dance at galas.

And I remember
I would practice outside,

so my brother wouldn't see me
and make fun of me.

That's great.

It is?

Yeah.

Hmm.

The music in the wind
reminds you of dancing.

So?

So, we should dance.

Uh, no.

The-- no.

Oh.

There's no one else around,
it's just us.

Yeah, well, my royal security
is always watching

even when I tell 'em not to.

Mm-hmm.

Are you scared, Nico?

No, I'm not scared, Ms. Harper.

Don't make me laugh.

Hmm.

Let's do this.

Uh, okay, all right.

Mm-hmm.

Hmm?

Like this then?

Mm-hmm.

- Ooh.
- Oh, wow.

You're full of surprises,
Ms. Harper.

You can play a mean game
of tennis,

drink sparkling water at a bar,

and you can dance
on rocky terrain?

I've never met anyone like you.

Really?

But you're a prince,
you meet so many people.

See?

Hmm?

You're a natural.

Hardly.

But as I always say, the essence
of success is practice.

Hmm.

Mm.

We should go.

We should.

Uh, this way.

All right.

Oh, my uh, uncle's land
isn't far from here.

You wanna check it out
in person?

I'd love to.

Okay.

Who looks after the land here?

Uh, my father employs
a caretaker.

I'm ashamed to say
I don't know his name.

I don't get to visit here
as often as I'd like.

It already feels like somewhere
people could come to feel

at peace.

Yes.

A home away from home.

Yeah, this island's always felt
that way to me,

as long as I can remember.

I know it may not look like
five-star resort potential.

Oh, it's perfect.

I think so, too.

Do you wanna go to the beach?

The beach?

I didn't think you wanted
to do anything touristy.

Well, you've converted me.

Ah.

I forgot my bag.

Uh, where is it?

I'll go grab it.

I think it's at the bar.

Okay.

- Thanks.
- I'll be right back.

Okay.

Found it.

Hmm.

Here you go.

Thanks.

What's that?

Uh, we should go.

What does it say?

Nothing.

- We should go.
- Don't do that.

Do what?

Don't leave me in the dark
even if you think

you're protecting me.
I've...

I've got this thing
with control.

It's better you just tell me,

so I could help you
solve the problem.

Please.

What does it say?

It says,
"We don't want a hotel."

Oh.

Do you know who could have
written it?

I have no idea.

I-- I should have known.

Of course, the locals are gonna
be resistant to the idea

of a new hotel.

I mean, it could be
just one angry caretaker.

Well, we don't know
if we don't ask, right?

Yeah.

I got an idea.

I know you're a private person,
understandably so,

but what do you think about us
hosting a luncheon

at the Royal Villa?

I mean, this could show people
how approachable we are

and how we really, really care
about their opinions.

I think it's a brilliant idea.

Big developers rarely listen
to the locals, right?

I-- I think it'd go down
pretty well.

- Great.
- Great.

Okay.

We have to figure out
the first step.

- All right.
- Right.

♪ Tell me what song
makes you cry ♪

♪ Tell me what movie
you've seen half a dozen times ♪

♪ I wanna know
your bucket list ♪

♪ All the things
you just can't miss ♪

♪ What's your biggest fear
and why ♪

♪ I'm just... ♪

Yeah. We should be returning
to the home base

within the hour, Bird's Nest.

Over and out.

Hello, Bird's Nest.

This is Macey Morrison,
long-time listener,

first-time caller.

Quick question.

Would you consider a guy asking
a girl out for ice cream

as say, I don't know, a date?

You don't have to answer that,
Bird's Nest.

Someone has compromised
the line.

Over and out.

"And when you're chosen
by the island,

you're exactly where you need
to be.

Your destiny awaits."

"Your destiny awaits."

Hey.

I think you two make
a great couple.

I'm not a princess.

I don't fit into his world.

Yeah, well, Prince William
didn't marry royalty

and now Princess Catherine
is their greatest asset.

The people adore her
and they will adore you, too.

This is all too surreal for me.

I'm here to just do my job.

Let's stay on track, Mace.

No fairy tales.

You sure?

Yeah.

You barely said a word, my son.

Is entertaining the American
really that draining?

She's different than I expected,

I must admit.

I hear there's going
to be some sort of luncheon

to educate the locals
on the plans for the hotel.

It's bad enough, father,
that you have me followed

everywhere by royal security.

Now they're listening
to my private conversations

as well?

Careful, son.

If you have any questions about
the new hotel project,

all you have to do is ask.

You don't have to resort
to spying.

He has a point, my love.

Hmm.

Let's change the subject.

Brilliant.

The Royal Garden Party
approaches.

Hmm.

How are preparations coming,
my dear?

Oh, it's unfortunate that
George, Victoria,

and the children are unable
to join us this year,

but everything is well in order.

George isn't coming?

He has business to attend to
at home,

but he sends his regards
and thanks you

for stepping in for him.

Stepping in?

Well, someone must perform
the King's dance.

Uh. Can't you two do it?

It is called,
the "King's dance", after all.

King's dance
is a royal tradition.

It must be performed by the heir
to ensure an abundant harvest,

not your mother and I.

Harvest.

Father, you really have
to update our traditions.

And in case you haven't noticed,

I am not the heir
and I don't have a princess.

We have noticed, Nicholas.

And we expect you to perform
your duty nonetheless.

It's not too late
to extend an invitation

to Ms. Van Stratton.

And why would I do that?

Well, the two of you were
the best of friends once.

We weren't friends, mother.

Amelia was my girlfriend
until she decided

she wanted nothing to do with me
and left.

And it's because of your history
with Amelia

that she's already acquainted
with our family traditions.

The Van Strattons have proved
their loyalty

to the Montrovere crown
for years.

It's just a dance.

It's not some life
or death political move.

Everything we do is political.

Every gala, every banquet,

every dance is scrutinized
and examined.

It seems you still have much
to learn about

the responsibilities of being
a part of this family.

Well, am I a part of this family
or am I just some pawn

that the two of you move around
on a chess board?

I don't care how old you are.

If you speak to your mother
with that tone again,

I'll send you to your room.

Mother, I-- I apologize
to you both.

I know what's expected of me
and I-- I just want a chance

to-- to make this family proud
without meddling.

Of course, my son.

No more reports
from royal security.

Unless it's an emergency.

You have my word.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Your uncle marched
to his own drum,

and he became
a truly great royal.

It was quite fitting that
we named you after him.

You remind us of Nicholas

more and more every day.

What is this?

It's your royal carriage
for the day, Your Highness.

That's funny.

Uh, where's the actual car?

Well, this is the actual car.

But there's no doors, windows.

We-- we could travel in comfort.

Oh.

Mm.

Sorry,
I forgot the royal cushions.

Hmm.

Now, will you get in
and buckle up

before I leave you behind?

Uh.

Oh.

Feel safer already.

♪ Whoa ♪

♪ Ride around with ♪

♪ Sometimes you gotta let go ♪

♪ Take a chance
and let the dice roll ♪

♪ No time like right now
to lay your inhibitions down ♪

♪ Ride around, ride around,
ride around with me ♪

♪ Ride around, ride around,
ride around with me ♪

It's really, really beautiful, right?

Yeah.

Buenos dias.

Buenos dias.

Habla Ingles?

Yes, I speak English.

Uh, hi.
I don't think we've met.

I'm Nico, and this is Dylan.

Hello.

What's your name?

I am Luis.

Ah, Luis, are you responsible
for this land here?

Um...

Oh, no.
You're not in any kinda trouble.

We just wanted to come
and introduce ourselves.

We're um, we're...

We're here on behalf
of the owner.

This land is owned by
His Majesty, King Edward.

Yes.

And perhaps you've heard
that he's approved plans

for a new hotel.

My family and I have been
praying those rumors

were not true.

Were you the one
who left the note yesterday?

Note?

I'm sorry.

I don't know what you mean.

Luis, we're planning a luncheon
to address any concerns

regarding the hotel.

We'd really be honored
if you could join us.

Gracias.

O-M-G!

Attention, everyone.

Hello.

First, I would like
to say thank you for coming.

It's been wonderful getting
to know you

and to explain the benefits
of a new hotel here

on the island.

His Highness and I are now
gonna be taking questions

and answering any concerns.

Prince Nicholas,

I must apologize
for not recognizing you

at the finca.

No, there's-- there's no reason
to apologize.

And truthfully,
I've always felt that

my royal title does more
to distance me from people

than bring us together.

And I know that it must
feel like the palace

always hasn't been here
to listen,

but I'm here now.

Right?

I'm here now.

Okay. One at a time.

One at a time, please.

Okay.

So, Macey is taking notes.

We will have time to get
to everyone.

Ibiza is booming.

We don't need another hotel.

It's beautiful for the guests,
si, but where can the staff,

the locals even afford to live?

I know you're angry,
but we can't solve

the housing crisis in a day.

Hearing from you
is just the first step.

Ms. Harper is right.

Let us remember, this is
the first time developers

have ever offered to listen
to our side.

My family has tended
to His Majesty's finca

for the past 20 years.

And in return, he has given us
a home on the land,

while others have lost
their homes or had to live apart

from their families for months
at a time.

Have I worked this land only
to see it become the very thing

that has caused so much pain
on this island?

A luxury hotel for foreigners
to enjoy at my family's expense?

Thank you for listening.

I continue to pray that
a solution can be found.

Thank you, Luis.

Um, are there
any more questions?

I have a question
for His Majesty.

Well, I guess it's more
of a comment.

Amelia?

My family and I have known
His Majesty for years,

and I can assure you all,

if anyone can create a space
to celebrate the wellness

of all people on this island,
it's him.

Okay.
Let's uh, take a break.

Enjoy some refreshments
and we'll resume soon.

Amelia Davenport Van Stratton,
a long-time friend

of the Montrovere family.

And they dated quite seriously
a few years ago.

Dated?

She broke his heart
into a million pieces

and now she's on the board
of lots of the Crown's

charitable organizations.

Uh, I need a second.

Uh.

Ms. Harper.

Luis, please call me, "Dylan".

I want to introduce my grandson,
Mateo.

Pleased to meet you, Mateo.

He has something he wishes
to say to you.

I'm sorry?

But what for?

He has confessed that it was him
who left the note on your bag.

Oh, I see.

Well, don't worry.

I understand why you're upset

and of course,
I accept your apology.

Now, what do you have there?

Ah.

You and I, mm-hmm,
we're gonna get on just fine.

Oh.

I give you my word,
I haven't seen or spoken

to Queen Margaret.

And you're sure she didn't put
you up to this?

No.

I promise you.

When I heard about the project,

I hopped on a plane
to surprise you.

You liked surprises once.

Look, I'm sorry
to catch you unaware,

but I must say, I'm glad I came.

You look different, Nicholas.

You seem so much more at ease.

So much more settled
and confident.

Uh, it's flattering.

I've got a bone
to pick with you, Tony.

If that's even your real name.

It isn't my real name,
as I've said

time and time again,
but you insist on.

We agreed we'd be hands-off
on this.

What do you mean?

You're telling me
Amelia Van Stratton,

the royal one that got away,

just happens to show up
out of nowhere,

right when I'm about
to win the bet?

Ms. Macey,
I don't recall a bet being made.

And I had no idea
of Ms. Van Stratton's plan

to visit the island.

So I'm as gobsmacked as you are.

"I'm as gobsmacked as you are."

Really,
you're acting like a child.

Better than being a cheater.

I may be many things,
but Antonio Graziano

is not a cheater.

Prove it.

I promise you on His Majesty's
coronation crown.

Oh.

Um, well,
I guess I owe you an apology.

Sorry, To--

Sorry, Antonio.

Apology accepted.

His Majesty was a wreck
when Ms. Van Stratton

broke his heart,
so I can't imagine

why she's come back
after all this time.

You know, I may be able
to help you find

what you're looking for.

Pardon?

A solution to the housing crisis
here in Ibiza.

Of course, of course.

Um, yeah, so uh,
what do you propose?

Homes in Hope.

It's one of the Crown's
charitable foundations.

We partner with various
communities worldwide in need

to build and improve housing
for low-income families.

Yeah, that's right.

I-- I remember you were always
very passionate about your--

your volunteering.

I'm president of the board now,
overseeing all new projects.

Oh, there must be something
we can do

for the people of Ibiza
together.

Well, I would have
to discuss it with Dylan.

Uh, Ms. Harper and I
are managing

the development together.

But you're His Royal Highness,

Nicholas Louis David
of Montrovere.

So what are you saying?

Only that, while I'm sure
you're fond of Ms. Harper,

a prince need not ask permission

when it comes
to seizing his grand destiny.

Well, there's a difference
between asking for permission

and sharing information

when it comes to solve
a common problem.

You really have changed.

What is it you want, Amelia?

Come to my villa
and have lunch with me.

As friends, nothing more.

Please.

Don't let what happened
between us ruin the chance

to bring affordable homes
to this island

before it's too late.

I...

Won, you won.

Running your tennis grift
on little kids now?

Uh, he won fair and square.

Hey, uh, sorry about that.

Ms. Van Stratton's a--
an old friend of mine

and I wasn't expecting
to see her.

No, there's no need
to apologize, Your Highness.

Is everything okay?

Yeah, of course.

Why do you ask?

Uh, nothing.

I'm ready to start
the meeting back up

when-- when you are.

As you wish.

Okay, everyone.

Um, shall we carry on
where we left off?

Yeah.

Okay.

You sure you're okay?

Mace, I'm fine.

I don't know why
you're so worried.

Well, Ms. Van Stratton flew in
out of nowhere

just when you and Nico were
finally starting to, you know?

Why would I care
if Ms. Van Stratton is here?

His Highness' history with her
is really none of my business.

You mean Nico,
the man you're catching

major feelings for.

Don't be ridiculous.

And have never technically been
on a date with,

even though sharing an ice cream
is something

that I personally would think
is very datey.

You're not making any sense.

Really, boss?

Does it make sense
to never tell him how you feel?

Even if I did care for Nico,

I can't break our company's
number one rule,

not when there's so much
at stake.

That's the thing about being
the head of your own company.

You can remake the rules
or make new ones.

Like, always follow your heart.

If you leave now,
you can catch the prince

at the Royal Villa
before his jog.

How do you know
Nico takes a jog?

Oh.

Right.

Finally, my royal knowledge
has served a purpose.

Go get him, boss.

You're right.

Hello? Hi.

It's Dylan Harper.

Oh, Ms. Harper.

Hi.

What a surprise.

I'll buzz you in.

Okay. Thanks.

Antonio.

Sorry to disturb you.

I thought I could have a word
with His Highness

before his run.

I'm sorry, Ms. Harper,
but he has skipped his run

in favor of uh, lunch plans.

Oh.

With Ms. Van Stratton.

Hmm.

It's no problem.

I probably should have called
anyway.

I'll show myself out.

Uh, if you are in no rush,
just stay and have a cup of tea.

Are you sure I'm not in the way?

You're never in the way
and always welcome.

How's the fish?

Um, it's excellent.

I remember you helped me reel in
my first here in Ibiza,

the summer I joined
your family here.

Do you still get all
your best ideas on the boat?

I thought we were here
to discuss the foundation.

We are.

I just didn't expect
to miss this place so much.

I can see why it means so much
to you.

I've already spoken
to the rest of the board.

We're all in agreement.

There's room enough on the land
for a luxury wellness hotel

and several
of our affordable housing units.

It's a win-win.

We could break ground as soon
as the end of the year.

Wow, I don't know what to say.

That's, that's incredible.

Great.

We have one condition.

Okay.

There's a projects manager
we trust deeply,

so we'd prefer
to bring him on board.

No, no, no, no.

I told you, we have Dylan.

She and I are doing
the project together.

Oh, we would compensate
to Ms. Harper

to the full extent
of her contract.

But for a job as monumental
as this,

we'd feel more secure
with Peter Magnus at the helm.

He's brilliant.

Responsible for many
of the top luxury resorts

around the world.

I can see you're quite loyal
to Ms. Harper,

but Pete has three times
the experience.

Pete?

So you're friendly with him?

I trust him.

Explicitly.

He only wants what's best
for the project.

We all do.

Shouldn't the most experienced
person take the lead

in a project
as important as this?

Um...

Okay.
Let me speak to the board.

Perhaps there's a way we can all
work together.

Okay.

Thank you.

So I'll probably speak
to the board this afternoon

and let you know what they say.

- Okay.
- Okay?

- Thank you for coming, darling.
- Of course.

- Okay.
- Take care.

You, too.

Did you get the flowers
that I sent?

Pete, they're beautiful.

I can't stop smiling.

Good, good.

So, you talked
to the old prince.

When do I take over
as lead developer?

His Highness wants
to collaborate,

but he's very loyal
to Ms. Harper.

I thought perhaps a compromise
could be made

to involve you both
in the project.

Pete?

So, you failed.

What?

You couldn't do
the one simple thing

that I asked you to do.

Is that what you're telling me?

Pete, where is this coming from?

I trusted you instead
of taking things

into my own hands.

I won't make that mistake again.

What are you talking about?

Why are you saying this?

I'll take her down myself.

Take who down?

Who?

Pete, you're scaring me.

I won't lose to Dylan Harper.

You can count on that.

I'm the wolf!

It is so beautiful here.

I think the King quite likes
escaping the stuffiness

of the palace.

He, in fact,
designed this as a wedding gift

for the Queen.

Aw, that's so romantic.

What was that?

My apologies, Ms. Harper.

It's probably just
the security team testing out

the alarm system.

It's not serious
unless it goes off again.

Red alert, Ms. Harper.

- I must ask you to come with me.
- Uh, okay.

What is a red alert?

I just need you to stay calm
and follow me.

Can you please tell me
what it is?

I have this thing
where I have to be in con--

Yeah, in control.
I heard.

Ms. Harper, please,
a threat has been reported.

What kind of threat?

Is Nico okay?

Do you even know where he is?

Please, no more questions.

This is serious.

Do as I say.

In an abundance of caution,
I asked you to stay here.

When all is reported safe,
you will be the first to know.

Okay.

Nico?

- Dylan, are you all right?
- I'm fine.

I-- I'm worried about you.

Antonio said there's some kind
of red alert.

Okay, just stay where you are.
Don't go anywhere.

I'll call you
as soon as I get back.

And uh, Dylan, I...

Um, everything is gonna be okay.

Okay. Bye.

What exactly did
the caller say, Tom?

A message came through saying
Ms. Harper should watch her back

at the upcoming
Royal Garden Party.

She may be in danger.

And can the call be traced?

There must be some way
to learn where it came from.

Whoever it is,
they were savvy enough

to keep from being traced
and used a voice modulator

to disguise their voice.

And how are we responding
to this?

We've scaled the guest list down
considerably, by 50%.

Actually, I've been meaning
to speak to you about this,

Your Highness.

The local authorities advised us
to cancel the venue

and possibly have the party
at the Royal Villa.

They don't want
to take any chances,

as our security system
is the best on the island.

It just doesn't make any sense.

I mean, Ibiza's always been
so safe.

Who could possibly want
to hurt Ms. Harper?

I have to admit,
it doesn't add up.

I'm not gonna risk her safety,
no matter how many more guards

we have on duty.

Should we just cancel
the garden party, my love?

We don't bow down to miscreants

who think they can threaten
my son and his honored guest.

The party must go on.

But there must be a way
to include um, Ms. Harper.

I don't want Ms. Harper anywhere
near the garden party.

But your parents planned
to announce the hotel project

and the King's dance.

It is tradition.

I'll just dance with Amelia.

She'll agree if I ask.

Not a word of this
to Ms. Harper.

Yes, sir.

You've been gone for ages,
so I assume it went well.

Oh. Dylan.

Here.

Uh. Oh.

Dylan. Come here.

Oh, God.

I'm fine.

You're not fine.

Hey, hey, hey.

Let's-- you and I just have
a girl's night in, okay?

Oh, my gosh.

We can watch a movie,
we can eat some popcorn.

We can pamper ourselves
and we can talk about today,

or not.

Whatever you want.

Popcorn's the only
non-negotiable really.

Mace, you're such a good friend.

Hey, I learnt from the best.

Oh.

I'm sorry.

Oh, it's terrible.

- I'm so sorry.
- It's terrible.

This is Dylan's phone.

Macey, hey, it's Nico.

Is Dylan there?

She's in the shower.

She was pretty shaken up
earlier.

Really?
- Yeah, really.

Well, I guess that makes sense.

Things got kind of intense.

Is there a message?

Well,
I would rather tell her myself,

but just tell her that I called
and-- and I hope she's okay.

Just so you know,
Princess Genevieve is now

my second favorite royal.

My 9-year-old niece?

Yeah, good luck making
my top 10.

Macey?

Hello?

Oh, so you join me
for some fresh air.

At least someone can still stand
to be around me.

Sorry, sir?

Long day.

For all of us.

What was Ms. Harper doing here
before the red alert?

She dropped in
to have a word with you, sir,

and uh, I just let her know that
you had already left for lunch.

By the way, I received word back
from Ms. Van Stratton

and she would be delighted

to accompany you
at the Royal Garden Party.

Great.

Aside from the red alert,

my mother couldn't have planned
this better herself.

I believe Her Majesty would much
prefer to see her son

perform the King's dance
with the woman he loves.

That obvious, huh?

I had my suspicions,
but when I saw how desperate

you were to protect Ms. Harper,
I knew I was right.

Just being with her is
so natural.

It brings out the best in me,

makes me want
to be a better man, you know?

And I know that that sounds...

It's rather wonderful, sir?

It is.

These last few days I've been
floating on air,

but the red alert really
brought me back down to earth.

I mean, you know,
could I drag her into my world?

The constantly following,
harassing, getting photographed

just because the family
I was born into, I--

Maybe you just tell her about
your feelings

and then let her decide
what she wants.

I've thought about that
many times...

but I'm not good
at sharing my feelings.

No one in my family is,
for that matter.

Hmm.

She once said...

"The essence of success
is practice."

Your Highness?

Macey, hi.

Uh, I hate to bother you,

but I really need to speak
to Dylan.

She's not answering her phone.

Well, she stepped outside.

Okay.
Do you know where she might be?

I don't know.

She said she needed
to clear her head.

Okay. I think I know
where I can find her.

Thanks, Macey.

Nico.

How'd you find me?

I know you,
even if you don't think I do.

Listen, I wanted to talk
to you about the uh,

the King's dance.

It's a Montrovere thing.

Yeah.

I know the tradition.

I'm sure that Ms. Van Stratton
will make

a suitable dance partner.

Don't do that.

Do what?

Presume to know what
I'm looking for in a partner.

Listen, it's none of
my business, I'll be--

Uh, okay.

All right, all right,
just hold on a second.

Okay?
Just listen to--

I think I heard
enough yesterday.

Yesterday?

Even when the King and Queen
wanted to include me,

all you wanted to do was
ship me off the island

like I was your property.

No. Hold-- hold on. Hold--

Wait a second.
Let me-- let me explain.

No. No.

I don't want to hear anymore.

I have spent long enough
letting men make decisions

without even bothering
to consult me.

I could take care of myself.

I'm-- I'm done.

Are you that desperate
to be in control?

Excuse me?

That you would just break up
with me

without listening
to what I have to say?

Break up with you?

We haven't even gone out
on a real date.

And how could we
when we're being watched

every second of every day?

I don't know how you could
stand it--

I don't have a choice.

Well, I do.

Have a nice garden party.

I'm sure you
and Ms. Van Stratton

will make everyone proud.

It's almost time, sir.

I'm so sorry to intrude.

Macey told me you were here.

Ms. Van Stratton.

May I sit?

Um, okay.

Forgive me, I'm a mess.

I came here, because I thought
you might understand how I feel.

Uh, what do you mean?

Peter Magnus.

At first,
he was the perfect gentleman,

brilliant and attentive.

Showering me with gifts.

I was so flattered,
I didn't realize he was using me

to get what he
so desperately wanted,

your contract with His Majesty.

What?

Did you know it was between
the two of you for the job?

No.

Peter couldn't accept
that he lost

and I guess he thought he could
use my position on the board

to get Prince Nicholas
to reconsider him.

It was his idea
that I come to Ibiza.

But I thought he truly cared
about helping

with the housing crisis here.

I had no idea it was part
of his scheme to steal your job.

Dylan, I'm so sorry.

I'm so embarrassed.

Peter Magnus burns through
people to get what he wants,

and those of us that
survive him,

we're not responsible
for the evil things

that he does.

Dylan, it was Peter that
called in the red alert.

To keep you from attending
the Royal Garden party.

To delay the King's announcement
of his project with you.

So, the red alert was about me?

Nicholas believed you were
in real danger.

That's the only reason
he wanted to keep you away,

to keep you safe.

But Peter Magnus can't hurt you
from halfway across the world.

Especially
in the police station

where he's being held
on harassment charges.

Wha-- uh...

And the Majesties?

I've told them everything.

Oh.

They're so relieved that
you're safe.

Nico...

he tried to tell me,
but I-- ugh,

I wouldn't let him speak.

Dylan, I believe
His Highness loves you

very much.

Ladies and gentlemen, friends,

Her Majesty and I
welcome you.

In a moment, we will begin

the Montrovere
Royal Garden Party,

as we have done
for many centuries,

with the King's dance.

You look beautiful, Dylan.

Even better than I envisioned.

Thank you, Amelia.

It's because of you
that I'm now here.

You're welcome.

And good luck.

Oh, I'll need it.

After the way I spoke to Nico,

I don't think
he's ever gonna forgive me.

Oh, please.

He's been in love with you
since your first night

on the island.

And unlike someone I know,

Prince Nicholas loves
a surprise.

♪ I'm here and you're here ♪

♪ Maybe I'm lonely ♪

♪ Maybe you're lonely, too ♪

♪ Maybe I'm here ♪

It's very unlike
Ms. Van Stratton to be late.

Well, perhaps it's for the best.

I know that you're expecting
a pair's dance, mother,

but there's nothing
in a thousand-year-old rule book

that says it must be done
with a partner.

You'd dance all by yourself
in public?

We could never even get you
to show your father and I

what you'd learned
from your dance instructor.

Well, let's just say that
I've mastered my fear

of dancing.

♪ Maybe I'm in love ♪

- Hi.
- Hey.

Um, you--

Uh--

Go ahead.

I am so sorry
I didn't listen to you.

I was just so afraid
of getting hurt

and I didn't want you
to see how much I cared.

Hm.

Will you forgive me?

You are so beautiful.

And I just want you to know
that sharing a life with me

won't always be easy,

people constantly judging
and watching.

And I can't even promise that
there won't be more threats,

real ones.

I'm not afraid.

But I think it's you
who should be afraid.

- Oh, really?
- Mm-hmm.

Why is that?

Because I am so underprepared
for the dance we're about to do.

And I feel nervous,
and excited,

and totally out of control,

but for the first time
in my life, it's okay.

It's okay.

Is it?

When I'm with you, it is.

All right, should we do this?

Yeah.

Here we go.

Aren't you gonna say,
"I told you so"?

Whatever for?

Well, technically,
you won the bet.

Ms. Macey, we've never...

I suppose love makes us
all winners, wouldn't you say?

Oh, Tony, you old softy.

Hmm, why are you looking
so mischievous?

Well, for a woman that likes
to be in control,

you've been nothing
but a surprise to me.

Hmm, is that so?

Now it's my turn
to surprise you.

Should I be scared?

Wooh!

Aah!

You planned that.

Well, I didn't plan that...

but I planned this.

Antonio!

♪ Sometimes breakups
come with open doors ♪

♪ Where you can find all that
you dreamed and more ♪

♪ The healing
for the emptiness you seek ♪

♪ Can often be much closer
than you think ♪

♪ Here's to a royal romance
in Ibiza ♪

♪ Two unexpected hearts
can't help but fall ♪

♪ Long live this royal romance
in Ibiza ♪

♪ The magic of the islands
come to call ♪

♪ True love is something
you don't get to... ♪