Banished to the Harem. Carol Marinelli

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       ‘You can’t do this …’

      ‘This is about protecting what is mine.’ Rakhal was completely unmoved by her dramatics. She was starting to beat him with her hands, but he captured her wrists.

      ‘Why are you doing this to me?’

      ‘Because I could not leave you at your home. If you are pregnant with my child then I need to be certain you are taking care of yourself and will do nothing to jeopardise its existence. You will stay in the Palace, where you’ll be well looked after …’

      ‘Where will you be?’

      ‘In the desert. Soon I am to take a wife. It is right that I go there for contemplation and meditation while we wait to see the outcome with you. You will be well taken care of, you will be looked after, and if you are not pregnant of course you can come back home.’

      ‘And if I am?’ she begged, but already she knew the answer.

      ‘You are pregnant …’ so matter-of-fact was his voice as he said it, her heart hammered in her chest ‘… then there is no question that we will marry.’

      About the Author

      CAROL MARINELLI recently filled in a form where she was asked for her job title and was thrilled, after all these years, to be able to put down her answer as ‘writer’. Then it asked what Carol did for relaxation and, after chewing her pen for a moment, Carol put down the truth—‘writing’. The third question asked, ‘What are your hobbies?’ Well, not wanting to look obsessed or, worse still, boring, she crossed the fingers on her free hand and answered ‘swimming and tennis’. But, given that the chlorine in the pool does terrible things to her highlights, and the closest she’s got to a tennis racket in the last couple of years is watching the Australian Open, I’m sure you can guess the real answer!

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       Banished to the Harem

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      For Colleen,

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      PROLOGUE

      ‘I SHALL return on Monday.’ Crown Prince Sheikh Rakhal Alzirz would not be swayed. ‘Now, onto other matters.’

      ‘But the King has requested that you leave London immediately.’

      Rakhal’s jaw tightened as Abdul pressed on. It was rare indeed for Abdul to persist when Rakhal had made his feelings clear on a subject, for Rakhal was not a man who changed his mind often—nor did he take orders from an aide—even his most senior one. But in this case Abdul was relaying orders that came directly from the King, which forced him to be bold.

      ‘The King is most insistent that you return to Alzirz by tomorrow. He will not hear otherwise.’

      ‘I shall speak with my father myself,’ Rakhal said. ‘I am not simply going to walk away at his bidding.’

      ‘The King is unwell, though….’ Abdul closed his eyes for a moment, grief and worry evident on his face.

      ‘Which is why I shall be married before the month’s end,’ Rakhal interrupted. ‘I accept that it is important for our people to have the security of knowing the Crown Prince is married, especially with the King now ill, however …’

      Rakhal did not finish his sentence. He did not need to explain himself to Abdul, so again he changed the subject, his black eyes daring Abdul not join him this time.

      ‘Now, onto other matters.’ He did not wait for his aide’s nod. ‘We need to discuss a suitable gift to celebrate this morning’s news from Alzan. I want to express my delight to Sheikh King Emir Alzan.’ A dark smile twisted at the edge of Rakhal’s full lips, for despite the news about his father’s health, despite the summons for him to return to Alzirz and choose a bride, the week had at least brought one piece of good news.

      In fact two pieces of good news!

      ‘Something very pink,’ Rakhal said, and for the first time that morning Abdul smiled too, for it was good news indeed. The birth of female twins in Alzan gave the Kingdom of Alzirz some much-needed breathing space. Not much, for undoubtedly Emir and his wife would soon produce a son, but for now there was reason to smile.

      Long ago Alzirz and Alzan had been one country—Alzanirz—but there had been much unrest and the Sultan at the time had sought a solution. A mix-up at the birth of his identical twin sons had provided him with one, and on his death the Kingdom of Alzanirz had been divided between his sons.

      It was a temporary solution—at least temporary in desert terms—for the mathematicians and predictors of the time had all agreed that in years, or even hundreds of years, the two countries would again become one. It could be no other way, because a special law had been designed for each country that meant one day they would be reunited. Each country had been given one law by which they must abide, and only the opposing ruler could revoke it.

      In Alzirz, where Rakhal would soon be King, the ruler could take but one wedded partner in their lifetime, and his firstborn, whether boy or girl, would be heir.

      Rakhal’s mother, Layla, weak and thin and grieving her Bedouin life, had died birthing Rakhal, her only child, and the country had held its breath as the tiny, premature infant struggled to hold on to life. For a while it had seemed that the predictions of old were coming true, and that the Kingdom of Alzirz would be

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