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“You are clearly in pain.”
“I need to pee,” she huffed out in a furious whisper, frustrated by her own reticence and his insistence.
“Why did you not say so?” He rose, allowing her to exit her seat.
When she got back, she considered sitting across from him, but didn’t gainsay him when he stood again so she could retake her seat by the window.
Once she was settled in again, he handed her an electronic reader. “It has most of the recent bestsellers, but if you want to download something else, the plane is set up with wireless internet.”
“Thank you. The magazines would have been fine.”
“Nonsense. Though, really, you should probably take a nap.”
Startled, she asked, “I look tired?”
“Perhaps a little. It has been a full and wearing day.”
He could say that again. “For you, too, but I don’t see you dozing in your chair.”
“The last time I napped, stuffed animals still decorated my bed.” He smiled. “Getting six hours of sleep in a row is a luxury for me.”
“But that’s not healthy.”
He shrugged. “Such is the life of an emir taking over the responsibilities of a melech with no younger brother to take over my own diplomatic duties.”
“Why is your father abdicating? Does he have health issues?” she asked before realizing it was probably an invasive query. “Sorry, you don’t have to answer.”
“I never answer questions I do not wish to.”
“Arrogance has its benefits.”
He smiled. “I suppose so. I do not mind telling you my father is in excellent health.”
“Is he tired of being king?” she probed, trying to understand the heavy responsibilities being thrust on Sayed.
“Not at all.”
“Then why?”
“It is tradition.”
“Will your father take over the diplomatic stuff once he’s no longer acting melech?”
Sayed jerked, as if surprised by the question. “That would not be in line with Zeena Sahran tradition. I am not sure my father would find taking orders from his son a comfortable circumstance.”
“But the melech dictates political policy?”
“With the help of a cabinet of counselors, yes. My father will act as one of my advisers, as well.”
It still wasn’t making sense to her. “So, what, your father is just going to retire and start golfing, or something? Won’t he get bored?” How much time could it take to give Sayed advice every day?
Maybe she didn’t understand working monarchies, but she could not imagine a former king content to sit home twiddling his thumbs.
“Honestly? I have wondered the same thing myself. My father is a very dynamic man and I do not think he would enjoy the pursuits that kept my grandfather busy in his twilight years.”
“So, why retire now? Do you want to take over as melech?”
“No one has ever asked me that.” He looked at her like she was some kind of rare species he’d never seen before.
