"Do something! Where's Piers?" Grayson yelled at his new bodyguard, Sam. He looked over at the row of paparazzi now huddled close to the fence row. "And get those people out of here!""That's enough! Clear out! The prince and his wife do not want to be disturbed!" Sam skied over the fence and held his hand up in front of a camera. "Prince Grayson will bring anyone who is still here up on charges if you don't clear out now!"Grayson rolled his eyes. If they didn't know who he was to begin with, they did now. But he was sure that it didn't matter anyway. The paparazzi already knew, or they wouldn't have been here."Ari?" Grayson rubbed her arms and gently patted her face, trying to revive her. "Grayson?" she asked, waking up, tears filling her eyes.He lifted her from the snow and carried her to the waiting car. Then he turned to Sam. "Where is Piers? Get him here... now!""Yes, sir!" Sam replied, and then walked off to the side, talking into his wrist communicator.He looked back at Ar
"Call Vickie now," Grayson insisted, handing her the phone as soon as they walked into the chalet. Ari shook her head. "Thanks, but I can use my own." Grayson took her into his arms, forcing her to look into his eyes. "Ari, I know that we're both getting used to our new life now—you especially—but please don't neglect your health... and that includes your mental health." Grayson sighed, taking a moment before continuing, wanting to word it correctly. "So, call your family and friends whenever you want. Also, you don't need my permission. Do as you like, within reason.""Within reason?" Ari lifted an eyebrow.Grayson's expression turned serious. "As I said when we first met, don't ever cheat on me. If you ever become unhappy with our relationship, then come talk to me directly."Ari lifted an eyebrow as a smile lit her lips. "Now, why would I cheat on the sexiest man I've ever met."But Grayson didn't even smile. "Dima, my ex, cheated on me with a man in my own bed."Ari gasped.Grays
When Ari woke the next morning, Grayson was still sleeping. Her head no longer hurt from running into the tree, so she decided to take this opportunity to have a bit of fun. She hadn't gone skating for a while, so she thought that now was as good a time as any.After quickly dressing in warm clothes and a heavy coat, she opened the door and a bodyguard was standing on the other side. "Good morning, Princess," the guard replied, and then he stood back discreetly, letting her pass. "Good morning," she replied, not used to having someone there, watching her every move. She started down the hallway and he followed a short distance behind."Cinderella is on the move," he said discreetly in his wrist communicator. "We need another guard for the Big Bad Wolf."Ari laughed, wondering what Grayson would think about the code names the bodyguards had for them. Downstairs, she approached the front desk. "Excuse me, but is there a place where I can go ice skating?"The kind, balding man behind th
Grayson slid his skates over his shoulder waiting while Ari tied the laces of her skates together. They had spent most of the morning skating together and into the afternoon, having lost track of time. He reached for her skates, once she was finished. "Here. I'll carry them for you."Ari shook her head. "No. I have it.""Just be careful with the blades." Grayson smiled. "You don't want to get stabbed in the back.""Nope. I sure don't. And I don't think you do, either," she joked. "I guess we should have put the guards on the blades."Grayson smiled. "Yes… well… I guess we'll have to talk to the equipment manager about it when we get back."Grayson took her hand, feeling like a kid as they walked down the path headed toward the chalet as their bodyguards followed. Goofing around, she jumped on his back and he carried her to the front door. But when they walked in, Grayson froze... for sitting in the foyer waiting was his cousin, Marcus Pierce."What's wrong?" Ari asked, concerned. "Who'
Grayson headed into the chalet, passing the balding front desk clerk—who discreetly averted his eyes, pretending not to notice—and headed toward the elevator. Grayson hit the button and the door opened. A moment later, the elevator stopped on the second floor. Grayson walked purposefully toward their room where two guards were waiting outside.Grayson stopped in front of the door and placed his hands on his hips. "Who was on duty and let Marcus Pierce in?"One agent shook his head, raising his shoulders.The other agent said, "I was, sir."Grayson looked into his eyes. "What the hell were you thinking? Letting Marcus in like that?""Well, this is a public place." The agent shrugged. "Anyone can come here—""Not hardly," Grayson replied. "Not when they've made open threats to the Crown.""I... I—""You're fired," Grayson replied, not waiting for an explanation."What's this all about?" Piers voice rang out behind him down the hallway, his footsteps coming up fast.Grayson wheeled on him
When Grayson woke early the next morning, the glare of the snow coming through the window would have been blinding, if it hadn't been for the curtains. Suddenly, the events of the day before rushed into his mind. He looked over at Ari, watching her sleep, thinking of how lucky he was to have her for his wife. Not only was she beautiful and kind, she was understanding, too. Grayson smirked. Ari had also wrapped his father around her little finger in just one meeting... not an easy feat. Grayson's father had a knack for seeing through people, seeing who they really were beneath the facade they put out to the public. He saw through Ari and, evidently, he liked what he saw… on the inside. Grayson brushed a strand of dark brown hair away from her face while she slept. She was one of the most beautiful women he had ever known. But the best thing about her was that she had no idea how truly beautiful she really was. But Grayson knew that it wasn't only her exterior beauty, but her inner beau
"I have to go back," Grayson said, placing his hand on the side of Ari's face, forcing her to look into his eyes. "No!" Tears filled Ari's eyes. "No! Don't do it, Grayson. If we go back now, they will arrest you.""Ari, I have to. I can't run away from this." He sat beside her on the bed after he turned off the television. "But what could they arrest me for? I've been here, in Switzerland."Ari sighed. "I guess, but I have a bad feeling about this." Ari slipped into her robe. "When do we leave?""Today." Grayson pulled out a suitcase and started throwing clothes into it."Okay." Ari pulled a change of clothes out of the closet, walked into the second bedroom, and closed the door.Grayson remembered what she had said before about trying to understand. He knew this was hard on her. Getting used to a completely different life overnight would be hard enough, let alone having to deal with the problems associated with Dima and Marcus. Grayson just hoped that she didn't break. He knew she wa
"Do you have any idea who could have wanted Dima dead?" Ari asked Grayson, on the Royal Family's private jet, headed back to Estrea.Grayson shook his head. "Well, Marcus could have set me up, but why would he bring that much shame to the royal family? It would be a reflection on the whole family, not just me."Ari sighed. "Maybe we're grasping at straws. Maybe they won't try and link you to her murder. After all, we weren't even in Estrea when it happened."Grayson patted her hand and then lifted it to his lips. "Let's change the subject. I want to spend this time with you." Ari nodded as she snuggled onto Grayson's shoulder. She just hoped that nothing would link Grayson to Dima's murder. She felt bad for Grayson. When she looked into his eyes, she could tell that he still cared for Dima. Of course, you couldn't be with someone for a few years and not still have feelings for them, no matter what they did. But then again, seeing the person you love in bed with another man would be en
Grayson was proud of his father's efforts to unite Estrea once again. It was clear that the old ways were no longer working. It was time for a fresh start. And King Maxwell of Estrea was determined to do just that.The election was held the next month, as King Maxwell promised, and the Royal Council was selected. But through it all, the feeling in Estrea had been one of new hope. In the news, King Maxwell was praised for his bold initiative to bring the realm into the Twenty-First Century.A few weeks later, the first meeting of the Royal Council was held on April 1. The board voted to continue holding the meetings twice a month, on the first and third Mondays, to keep the council abreast of the happenings of Estrea. The king then promised to make the proceedings and decisions made by the council known to the public in the interest of full disclosure. There was also a procedure set in place for grievances, ensuring that everyone's concerns would be heard. "So, what about the name Maso
The next day, Grayson was working in his office at the castle when Xavier walked in. Without a word, he crossed the room to the television and flipped it on. Then he stood back and folded his arms across his chest."And in the news today," Ella J. Scott said to the camera. "The body of Prince Marcus Pierce was found in an old abandoned warehouse, along with the bodies of other men. One of the men has been identified as Piers Wingfield, former head of security for the Crown. King Maxwell Pierce and members of the Royal Family have made no comment as to the cause of death. In other news—"Xavier sighed, folding his arms across his chest. "I don't think you have to worry about paying Piers now.""Let's speak with Father," Grayson said, already headed toward the door.Xavier followed. "What should we tell him?"Grayson sighed, turning around to face him with his hand on their father's door. "The truth."Xavier looked at him for a moment, and then nodded his agreement.Grayson knocked on th
A week later when Ari was feeling better, she finally had that meeting with the hospital administrator about Henley's House. This time, Henley, her mother, and Vickie attended. Grayson had wanted to go, too, but Ari had to persuade him to let her go without him. After all, she couldn't live in fear for the rest of her life."This is a wonderful idea. I appreciate you bringing it to us," said the hospital administrator, Dr. Sienna Gallagher. "We look forward to hearing more about it. And please be sure to tell His Majesty King Maxwell Pierce and His Highness Grayson Pierce how much we appreciate it. Cancer patients, and their families, will be very appreciative."After speaking with Dr. Gallagher, and at Henley's insistence, Ari had decided to expand Henley's House to include all cancer patients treated at Estrea Medical Hospital, not just leukemia patients.Ari held out her hand. "The pleasure is ours. Thank you for offering us the land on which to build. I'll speak with my husband and
Ari had fallen asleep on the way home, despite her best efforts to stay awake. But the lack of sleep and the continuous motion of Grayson stroking her hair, made sleep inevitable. But now that she was with Grayson again, the world could fall apart, and she wouldn't care. Her stomach hurt a bit, waking her."Are you alright?" Grayson asked, his voice filled with concern.Ari nodded. "My stomach's hurting just a bit, but I'm fine. I just need to rest.""And eat," Xavier added, looking at her in the rearview mirror. Ari laughed. "Well, that's a given." She thought for a moment, wanting to word it correctly. "Xavier, Grayson, thank you both for coming to my rescue.""It's my pleasure, my lady," Xavier teased."You know I would move heaven and earth to get to you," Grayson replied, his voice low and husky.Xavier nodded. "And he is not exaggerating."Ari laughed. "Well, I truly appreciate it." Then she thought of something. "I had to do something that I'm not proud of." She bit her lower
Ari ran through the forest as quickly as she could, headed toward who knew where. She remembered that there was a road that lead back to the village, and she had to find it. She couldn't follow the beach; she'd ever get home.Home.A small word that held so much power. As she ran, all she could think of was Grayson and going home, their home together, at the castle. Then she fell, stumbling over a root protruding from the ground, but caught herself with her hands. But she got up and started running again. After a bit, she looked behind her to see if anyone was following... and ran straight into something. When she looked up... it was Piers."No!" she screamed at the top of her lungs, her knees buckling under her. But to her surprise, he caught her in his strong arms."Quiet!" Piers said, holding a finger to his lips."Hold it right there." When she looked up and saw Grayson holding a gun, her heart leapt with relief and joy."Grayson!"Piers quickly pulled her in front of him. "I want
Grayson rode with Xavier into the night toward the shore. Although the chances of finding her in the dead of night was slim and none, he knew he had to try. And from the moment Xavier had heard, he was along for the ride. Without question. "Thank you for this," Grayson said, looking over at him.One corner of his lips curled into a smile. "You don't have to thank me. You would do the same for me, if the tables were turned.""Without question."Xavier shrugged. "But then again, I'd do it for Ari, anyway."Grayson chuckled. "Of course, you would," he teased. "I'm glad that you two get along so well.""What can I say? She's a nice girl...." Then he grinned. "and I'm a nice guy."Grayson laughed. "Yes, you are... but I didn't say that.""Of course not." Xavier looked over at him and smiled. "So, have you seen anything suspicious?"Grayson shook his head. "No. Nothing that could be used as a fortress or a hideout.""The shore is farther away than I thought." Xavier sighed."Which is why I
Ari looked around the warehouse, taking everything in. Maybe she would find a clue as to where she was. She kept hearing the crashing of waves, as if she were near the ocean, which meant that she was a few hours away from the castle. Either way, it would be a long walk back.One thing was certain: she couldn't just run back down the road to the castle, even if she did manage to escape. But then again, if she could just get out, then she could easily find her way back to the castle. Surely, someone would know the way and could give her a ride. Although she had no idea what time it was or how much time had lapsed, she knew she had much less than twenty-four hours now and, although there were no windows, she knew it had to be dark—or close to it—making it the perfect time to escape. But she was also getting hungry and she knew she had to eat soon. Also, when she came out of the restroom earlier, Piers had put another zip tie around her wrists again. So, she had to escape when the Zip tie
Grayson called Xavier, knowing he couldn't just sit there and wait. At that moment, he would give anything to have Ari back."Yeah," Xavier answered on the first ring. "Find anything?" Grayson asked, pacing the floor in his office. "Yeah, I think you'd better get down here." From the sound of it, Xavier was pacing, too.Grayson sighed, fearing the worst. "I'll be right there." He clicked off and was ready to walk out when the door slowly opened. "Where's Ari?" Celeste asked, slowly walking in, obviously having overheard something. "Do you know where she is?"Grayson sighed, biting his lower lip. "Please, sit down." He knew he had to go, but her mother deserved to know the truth before he left.Celeste said nothing but slowly walked into the room and folded her arms across her chest. "Where is she?"Grayson looked directly into her eyes, pain ripping through his whole body, as if someone had physically shoved their hand into his chest and ripped his heart out."Ari's been kidnapped."
Ari looked around the warehouse and all eyes were on her. Marcus gritted his teeth as he walked purposefully toward her and slapped her across the face. "How dare you say that about me?" He raised his hand again, but Piers caught it.Piers shook his head. "You gave your word that she will not be harmed for twenty-four hours."Marcus glared at him for a moment, and then ripped his hand out of his grasp. Then he turned his attention to Ari. "Kill me, will you?"Ari raised her head and glared at him, staring daggers into his eyes looking through her hair covering one eye. "Mark my words. You will never get away with this. You should have taken the deal that King Maxwell offered you. It's as good as you're going to get." She shrugged. "It's more than I would have given you.""Why you—" Marcus made a move toward her again, but Piers stood in his way and shook his head in warning."Not while I'm here," Piers replied. Quicker than Ari would have thought possible, Marcus whipped out a gun an