style="font-size:15px;"> “Yes.” she gave a little laugh, seeming more relaxed with him than ever before. “I’m afraid I’m in desperate need of the caffeine this morning.”
“Rough night?”
“The couch is not as comfortable as it is beautiful.”
“Did you get any sleep?”
“Maybe an hour or so.” She dished up scrambled eggs, fruit and a croissant. She caught him watching her and gave him a wry smile. “Your pastry chef is sublime. I will need plenty of exercise to avoid becoming fat.”
“Perhaps after we speak to my parents about the girls we could take a walk in the garden.”
“That would be nice, but I don’t think there’s time. My schedule is packed with wedding preparations.”
“Surely if I can let the country run without my help for half an hour you can delegate some of the wedding preparations to your private secretary. We haven’t really had a chance to get acquainted, and with our wedding less than a month away, I thought we should spend some time alone together.”
“Is that a command, Your Highness?”
He arched an eyebrow at her playful tone. “Do you need it to be?”
“Your mother is the one who determined my schedule.”
Suspecting his fiancée needed no help standing up to the queen, he realized she was chiding him for his neglect during her first week in Sherdana. “I’ll handle my mother.”
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