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“Sir, we cannot do that. There is a chance she may record the call,” Balduin interjected quickly.
“He is right, sir,” Vaughan replied, stroking his chin. “However, she will need to be confronted. In my experience, sending anyone else to her, or trying to scare her, will just make her angrier.”
Exactly how much experience did he have with this?
“We can have her meet him,” Elling said suddenly.
“What?” I didn’t want that, either.
“If you were to speak to her on the phone or go to her in a way, she could use that in some way. We could have someone in the palace call. Say that she left a personal item and she is to come to pick it up. From there, she’ll be taken to meet you…of course after she has been thoroughly searched for any wires.”
“Mr. Elling, we are on our way to Rozem. How in the world am I to meet her now?”
“We are on a train to Rozem. It is a forty-minute flight but a three-hour train ride,” Mr. Vaughan explained. “We will have her brought to you discretely and back home within an hour.”
This was crazy.
And risky.
But I truly needed this to end. I needed to know what she wanted now because she clearly no longer cared about being with me and was more focused now on hurting me.
“We don’t even know if she’d accept to see me. Obviously, the woman does not give a damn. And don’t you dare tell me you all would force her. There are lines we cannot cross.”
“Of course not, sir,” they both said quickly…too quickly.
“We will not know until after we make the call and set things in motion,” Elling replied, waiting for me to give the go-ahead.
I hesitated, trying to think it through, but I really didn’t want to dwell on these things any longer than necessary.
“Fine.” I nodded my head.
And not a second later, they were looking at Balduin, who now had already gotten on his phone. Elling and Vaughan huddled around him to hear their plot in motion. Turning from it, I glanced out the window, the capital in the distance, and the palace so far off I could barely see the red of its roof.
Seeing his reflection in the glass, I nodded to him. “Iskandar.”
“Sir.” He nodded back.
“Is this a good idea?” I asked him.
“It is not my place to insert my opinion.”
I sighed dramatically before shaking my head. “Don’t you ever get tired of saying that?”
“No, sir,” he said coldly.
“I’m not sure if I can reason at all with her,” I admitted. “I thought we had ended this nonsense months ago. She hadn’t acted out of line until…I became King. None of this helps her; none of it helps me. What is the point of it?”
“If that is the case, what is the point of meeting her?” he asked me, meeting my eyes in the glass.
“So you do think it is a bad idea?”
He didn’t answer, which made me want to smack him like he smacked Wolfgang…actually, I realized I hadn’t seen that in a while.
“Wolfgang is doing well?” I asked him, which made his eyebrow raise and a frown come to his lips. “I only ask because I just realized you haven’t hit him over the head in some time.”
He relaxed. “He’s the queen’s secretary now, sir. I can’t be doing that.”
“Yes, we’ve all had to change, apparently.”
