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Was this why he wanted to come to the lobby?
“Of course, Your Highness,” the manager, the woman with short black hair and birthmark on her chin, said to us with a large smile on her face. It was then I looked at her name tag.
“Wera,” I said her name, causing her to look up from her computer.
“Yes, ma’am?”
“Thank you so much for yesterday. The wine you chose for me was delicious. I enjoyed it,” I said.
“Yes, thank you, Wera. I enjoyed it as well.” Gale smiled, nodding to her.
The biggest grin spread across her face. “I am glad. There—you both are all set. I hope you visit here again.”
“Maybe. You never know who could stop by,” Gale said with an eyebrow raised, and he gave another glance to the two still frozen beside her.
“Ummm.” Wera looked at us and then back to him. “I do not know if it is allowed, but may I have a photo? If not, it is fine. I just—my family will never believe it.”
“Sure,” I said even though I was not sure it was fine, either.
“Really?” She grinned.
And I squeezed Gale’s hand.
He just nodded, and she came around the desk. She looked for someone to take her phone, and gave it to Iskandar. He looked down at it and then back at me and then Gale, who again nodded.
“One, two, three.” He snapped the picture and handed her the phone. “Sir, miss, we must be going,” he added quickly.
As we walked, I leaned into Gale and asked, “Did I just break some rule?”
“Yes,” he whispered back. “I am sure many other hotel owners will be upset at the new tourist attraction we’ve created. And the prices will surely go up here. However, since you do not know the rules yet, we might as well break them quickly.”
I couldn’t comment as we were right in front of the entrance doors, and the press were like bloodhounds waiting for meat outside the doors held back by security. I felt my stomach began to turn.
When the doors opened, the screaming began, and the flashes nearly blinded me.
“Hold on to me tightly,” Gale whispered as we pushed our way out. Though the guards could stop their bodies, their questions were never-ending.
“Odette! When did you first meet the prince?”
“Prince Galahad, why her?”
“Odette, are you still going to sing?”
“Prince Galahad, what about your rumored affairs with Sabina Franziska?”
“What does the king think of this relationship?”
“When is the wedding?”
“Where is the ring?
“Odette, how do you feel about becoming the future queen?”
“What do you even know of Ersovia?”
“Odette, you will be the first black queen in Europe, any comment?”
“Was money involved in this?”
