Hartikesh

Anthony made his way down the corridor, eager to see Nena. He’d wasted an entire day on those people, when he should have been…he’d never once thought about his books at all today. One thought nagged at him, he never should have allowed himself to be alone with the woman. That had been a mistake, one that would come back to haunt him. One he realised with a grin, he knew Nena would reprimand him for the moment she learnt of the lapse.
He was seriously looking forward to that.
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Nena looked out at the sky outside, her frown deepening. The guards and the nurse were refusing to allow her to leave the palace until the Prince gave her permission. She didn’t like being kept a prisoner and she’d let them know it immediately. When Aaron…Prince Anthony finally appeared, she let him know as well in no uncertain terms, kidnapping the woman who saved your life was not proper behaviour. She needed to check on her shop and her clients.
What could she have been thinking, accepting her King’s request to teach his son’s lesson’s in manners. The brat was spoiled goods, and nothing she could do would was worth the pain she’d inflicted upon herself.