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“Move the paper, Ingrid. I’m bringing over hot plates here,” Sarah Anne said.
Ingrid picked up the paper and placed it on the kitchen counter before she sat down in the chair Elin had pulled out for her. Elin sat in the chair next to her at their small round table. Sarah Anne placed plates in front of both of them at the same time. Then, she sat down herself, moved the old coffee cup, and poured a glass of wine for Ingrid and one for herself.
“So, what brings you here?” Sarah Anne asked.
“To be honest, it’s something I need to talk to your sister about in private.”
“I can eat in my room,” Sarah Anne offered.
“No, of course not,” Elin replied. “We can speak later,” she said, turning toward Ingrid.
Ingrid nodded at her, wondering what the Queen would want to talk to her about. It likely had to do with Ingrid’s resignation, but if Elin was here trying to get Ingrid back at the palace, Ingrid wasn’t sure what she’d do. This was really going out of her way to try to get Ingrid to be her private secretary again.
“Well, I’m not the royal chef, but I hope you like it,” Sarah commented.
And Ingrid thanked the Lord for her sister because she was carrying the conversation that Ingrid couldn’t seem to find a way to participate in. They ate for several minutes while Sarah asked Elin a million questions about being a Princess and now, a Queen. Ingrid mainly just sat there in silence and watched Elin, finding her jawline striking, her hair perfect, and her eyes mesmerizing. Her smile was infectious, and her laugh made Ingrid want to be the one responsible for it.
“Time for dishes,” Sarah Anne said when they were done.
“Can I help?” Elin asked.
“You want to help with the dishes?” Sarah asked her.
“I think your sister will tell you that Ido,contrary to popular belief, know how to do dishes,” Elin joked.
Ingrid laughed and said, “It’s true; she does.”
“Color me surprised,” Sarah teased.
“In fact, you cooked. Let Ingrid and I do the dishes. It only seems fair.”
“Now, you’re volunteeringme?” Ingrid joked.
“She’s the Queen, so I think she’s ordering you, actually,” Sarah Anne said, winking at Ingrid.
“I think your sister is usually the one orderingmearound,” Elin replied. “But I can roll up my sleeves and give the Olson sisters a chance to relax while I do the dishes.”
There was a knock at the door.
“Saved by the knock,” Sarah Anne said.
“It’s probably security. I’ll get it,” Elin offered.
“Let me.” Ingrid placed her hand on top of Elin’s on the table. “We’re casual in here right now, but you don’t open doors as Queen.”
Elin followed Ingrid to the door. Ingrid opened it for her and stepped aside.
“Your Majesty, we need to go,” one guard said.
“Why?” Elin asked.
“Ma’am, can we speak privately?”
“Ingrid is employed at the palace; she can hear. What’s going on?”
Ingrid was technically still employed there, so it wasn’t a complete lie, at least.
“Ma’am, the former King is in the hospital. I’m afraid, he took a fall and was rushed there minutes ago. The Queen Mother has requested you join us there.”
