I march toward Max’s office.
BAM!
I slam the door open and glare daggers at Max as he sits behind his desk. He raises his eyebrows and goes to open his mouth, but I cut him off. “I thought the intel was good!! I just got a call from our guys that someone just tried to assault the king at one of his stops today! How is that even possible?”
Steam rolls off me as I march into Max’s office and slam the door shut.
BAM!
The sound echoes through his office and the walls vibrate. I usually frown on behavior like this, but I don’t care right now. The only thing that keeps running through my mind is that someone just attacked my family.
I don’t know how it is even possible. I made the final changes last night and handed them out this morning. There is no way that my new directions could have been leaked. My staff is trustworthy. Well, I’m hoping that they still are.
My uncle and I have handpicked all the staff and if they are leaking information to the enemy, they are betraying me too. I don’t stand for anyone betraying me and the company.
Max shakes his head. “I don’t know. Has the team discovered who is behind the attack and how they got the information?”
As I march across his office, I shake my head. “No. They are still working on it.”
Max sighs. “You know that we can’t jump to conclusions. The intel is good, but our enemies could have been lucky. We need to wait for our people to discover what has really happened today. Now, take a deep breath and try to relax.”
Grr…. I know that he is right, but I’m still mad.
I huff and plop down in the chair in front of his desk. “I don’t want to wait. I hate waiting.”
A soft chuckle fills the room. Max cracks a small smile and sighs. “I know that you hate to wait. I still don’t know where you get your hot-headed temper from. Both your parents are so calm. Most of the time, they give off the impression that nothing can ruffle them.”
I know, but I also know that they have trained themselves over the years to not show any emotion. My father is the first one to admit that I’m just like him. I’m hot-headed and fast to react. However, the nation can’t have a king like that, so grandfather has worked with him through the years, starting in his youth, so he will stay calm under all circumstances.
It is fortunate that I’m the youngest and most likely won’t ever have to be the queen. I don’t think that I could keep my temper under control if I ever have to be the queen.
According to my father, my temperament is one of the reasons why him and mother decided to keep me hidden. Someone has to be hidden, and they have picked me, even as a baby.
However, that has made it easier for me, at a young age, to begin my training with my uncle Charles. He is also like me. His true identity has been hidden from the world. Plus, with him running the security company for the royals, he comes and goes from the castle all the time.
To the public, I’m just his niece that took over his business a few years back.
I roll my eyes and sigh. “You like my temperament. Just admit it. You wouldn’t know what to do if I’m not so hot-headed.” A playfully smile dances across my face as I tilt my head and stare at him.
What is he going to say to that? Huh.
Max shakes his head and leans back in his chair. “There are a lot of things that I love about you, but I don’t think that you being a hot head is one of them. However, I do have to admit that you have managed to keep that temper of yours under control most of the time and keep this company moving in the right direction. I think since you have taken over the company from your uncle, the profits have increased by roughly 50% along with expanding out to the IT security sector.”
He once again shakes his head. “I don’t think that your uncle could have done that. However, I’m sure that it helps that you are such a troublemaker and have been hacking stuff since you got your first computer.”
Well, he does have a point. My uncle knows how to use a computer, but beyond that he doesn’t have a clue. Don’t ask him anything about hacking. He is completely clueless when it comes to that.
I nod my head as I let a small snort escape my mouth. “Yeah. You may be right.”
Before I can say anything, my phone rings.
Ring….ring….ring….
Who in the heck is calling? Only staff and family have this number.
I pull my phone out of my pocket and gasp when I see my uncle’s name.
I quickly answer it. “Hello, uncle….”
“WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON???? WHY AM I READING ABOUT AN ATTEMPT ON THE KING???”
I pull the phone away from my ear and glance across the desk at Max. Well, he is wondering where I get my personality from and this should be one hint. It runs in the family.
I take a deep breath. When my uncle’s voice stops echoing throughout the room, I pull my phone back to my ear and calmly reply, “I had intel and changed the route and the plans that morning. I’m still waiting to see how the people have managed to get the information. I was just talking to Max about it. You know what the protocol is.”
I pause for a moment. “By the way, the king is fine. My increased security is what saved him. So, the intel has helped us in one respect.”
I glance over at Max and furrow my eyebrows. I know that this isn’t the end of my uncle’s rage. He doesn’t let things go this easily.
Max shrugs his shoulders and anxiously looks back at me. He also knows my uncle too well to know that this isn’t the end of it.
I almost jump out of my chair when uncle’s load voice barks, “Put me on speaker phone. NOW!”
Oh, this isn’t good.
I pull the phone away from ear and put it on speaker phone before I set it on the desk.
Max gulps and leans forward. “Hello Uncle Charles. We…”
My uncle’s voice, once again, booms through the office. “I want all the info as soon as you get it. This needs to be your top priority. I’m cutting my vacation short, and I’ll be there tomorrow. I want some information by the time I arrive.”
My heart races. I don’t want to have to deal with my uncle while trying to protect my family. However, having my uncle here can also help me a lot while I try to protect everyone. This is a double-edged sword that I try to stay away from, but clearly, it doesn’t seem that I can avoid it this time.
I glance over at Max and sigh. He doesn’t have the same issue that I do with my uncle. Max loves my uncle. Uncle Charles is Max’s mentor and idol.
I glance back down at the phone. “The team is working on finding out what has happened. In the meantime, I have forced the king and the royal family to halt all activities for a few days until we have more information.”
My uncle softens a bit, but his harsh tone still cuts through the air. “Good. By the way, I’m coming out of retirement until this situation is cleared up. I’ll see you tomorrow. Be prepared.”
That quick the call ends.
Shit. Now what am I going to do? My uncle is coming out retirement. This isn’t good.
I take a deep breath and lean back on the chair. As I glance at Max, I whine, “Now, what? You know one of the reasons why my uncle is retired is that him and I clash all the time. We drive each other up the wall, so he finally gave in and retired. Am I supposed to step away from this? You know that I can’t.”
Max leans forward and rests his arms on the edge of his desk as he shrugs his shoulders and shakes his head. “I’m not sure. I have to admit that I’m happy that he will be back here soon and working every day. However, I have to also admit that it isn’t good for either of you for him to be here.”
Sigh. What am I going to do now?
I exhale and lean my head back on the chair. Even if I want to take some time off, I can’t. I still have work to do. Not just any work. I have to protect the royal family.
I close my eyes and let my mind run through the various events from today. I know that I’m missing something. I need to figure out exactly what I’m missing or overlooking.
Max’s worried voice break through my thoughts. “Have you talked to the king or any of the royal family yet?”
With my eyes still closed, I shake my head. “No. Our staff is telling me that the king is back at the castle with the royal physician. I will call later when I know the doctor has left.”
Max clears his throat. “Maybe we should go to the castle and get some information from our staff first-hand instead of over the phone.”
I want to, but I’m not sure if I can keep my emotions in check. I can’t give away anything in front of other people. I’ve worked for years to keep everyone thinking that I’m a consultant and security contractor. Everything will come crashing down around me if people learn that I’m actually part of the family.
I shake my head. “I don’t know. I want to, but….”
Max cut me off and softly says, “You are afraid that someone will learn exactly who you are. I know that already. However, I’m sure that you won’t be the only one that is shaken by what has happened today. You will still blend in with the other staff. You know how much your father and the whole royal family is loved by the staff there. Don’t forget that a few select people know about you.
They were there while you were growing up and when the queen was pregnant.”
I know, but I still don’t want to do anything stupid.
Before I can reply, Max chimes, “That’s it. We are going right now.”
His chair squeaks.
I open my eyes and pull my head up and stare at Max. He grabs his car keys off his desk and quickly locks his computer, before he walks around the side of his desk.
I raise an eyebrow. “Right now?”
Max flashes me a smile and brushes his wavy black bangs to the side. “Yes. Right now. Let’s go. We aren’t going to get the information if we don’t go. Now, come on.”
I don’t get a chance to protest as Max grabs my arm and pulls me out of the chair.
I guess I don’t have a choice in the matter. We are going to the castle.
It has been a such a long day. I nearly broke down when I saw my father on the hospital bed inside the royal family’s private hospital. Only a select few know about the hospital and are able to get in.I bite my lip to keep my mind from focusing on my father and all the machines around him. Yes, my father is stable, but that doesn’t mean that he looks good. He does have a gunshot wound to his stomach and the doctor has been able to stop all the bleeding, but he isn’t out of trouble yet.As soon as my eyes meet Princess Katherine’s glare, I know that I can’t break down. I have to keep my professional face on and look like another employee.However, I have to bite my tongue and hold myself back from giving her a good tongue lashing. The longer that she is with the royal family, the more she forgets that we are all people too. The arrogance and mightier than thou attitude is t
BAM!I slam my glass down, as I glare across the table at Chris. My blood boils at the smirk that he proudly sports on his face.I immediately fight the urge to jump across the table and not only wipe that smirk off his face, but to punch him repeatedly until he realizes that this isn’t a game.Of all the crazy things that he has done, this is the craziest. Unfortunately, I’m right there next to him when it all happened. If I didn’t think quick and pull him away, he would have done something really stupid. However, right now, I kind of wish that I would have left him there alone with his other goons and let the royal security take care of him.While I grit my teeth, I lean forward and hiss, “What the hell was that all about yesterday? You aren’t the kind of person to do something like this.”My blood boils as Chris’s smirk grows even bigger. He leans bac
I glance at my watch and then look around the conference room table at my top agents. I still have more time before my uncle Charles shows up. However, I want to get started and hopefully find something new before he arrives.Fortunately for myself, I threw all the frustrations and anger along with my worries at my punching bag this morning. My arms might be a little sore but I’m able to calmly walk into the office and sit here right now.Right now, I’m hoping that my people have been able to find something regarding the attack yesterday. Plus, I want to be able to give my uncle something when he gets here.I turn my attention to Max, who is sitting next to me. “Max, what have you been able find out? Do we have a leak somewhere within our organization?”As my last question sinks into everyone’s mind, many around the table tense up and begin looking at each other. I’m
I close my eyes and lean my head back onto the chair, as I sigh. What a day. However, it isn’t over yet, but it feels like this day has gone on for more than a week or maybe even a month.I lightly tap my fingers against the chair’s armrest and mentally thank Uncle Charles for not sitting in my office while he is here. I’m sure that he remembers that we don’t work well together. Thus, that is the reason why for his early retirement and for him leaving me in charge of the company.You could say that it was like walking on eggshells back then, but that isn’t even close. The honest turth is that it was like navigating through a field of land mines. You never know when you will accidentally step on one and everything around you explodes.However, right now, I’m stressed and so is Uncle Charles. I’m sure that it won’t take much more for Uncle Char
As my fingers hover over my keyboard, I glance to my notepad next to me and scan my notes from my interview with the city’s mayor. I want to make sure that I include all the important parts of our discussion.After the incident with the King the other day, I want to distance myself from the royals and the chaos following the attack. However, I can’t seem to keep my mind off of it. It doesn’t help that my idiot friend, Chris, has gotten me involved in it too.Technically, I happen to be at the wrong place at the wrong time, but I’m not going to let my friend end up in the custody of the royal guards either. Okay. So, that day isn’t my best day. If I had been thinking properly, I would have left the area and let Chris fend for himself.Why of all days do I pick that particular day to act like a good friend? Yes. I consider Chris one of my good friends, but would I reall
As I look at my father again, I choke down the lump in my throat, while I blink back the tears fighting to escape. Even though I want to sit and hold his hand, I need to do my job first. Being a good daughter unfortunately needs to come second. Right now, my job is top priority.I have to talk to the Queen and find out exactly what was happening the day of the attack.I turn my teary eyes back to my mother and motion towards the couch along the side of the room. “Let’s sit. I need to talk to you. But first, how are you holding up?”My mother’s shaggy hair and worn face tell me everything, regardless of what she says.A small smile appears on her face as she sighs. She walks to the couch and sits down, while patting the spot next to her. “I’m getting through it. However, I wish your father would wake up. Each minute that passes by with no sign of him
I stare at my phone for the umpteenth time, while the same question swirls around in my mind. How can I contact Chris to let him know that he could be in danger? Chris should already know how much danger he is in, but I still feel the need to warn him.A dull headache begins to throb in the back of my head.I grab the remote control off the cough next to me and turn the TV on. However, I can’t focus on anything that is coming out of it. My mind is still off thinking about Chris.My mind suddenly snaps back to the TV when the word ‘King’ rings through my ears. I sit up and stare at the TV anxiously waiting to hear more.I have been a reporter long enough to know that when there isn’t any news coming out of the palace about the King or Queen, then there is something wrong. Even when there is no news, the palace always provides the upcoming events that the King and Queen will
Even though I’m dragging my feet into the office, I have a sparkle in my eyes. I found out where my father took my assistant Page.When my mother and I were talking about the royal family security, I couldn’t hold back from asking about what my father has done to Page. I’m still in shock with my mother’s response. The King has sent my assistant to his formal royal training. He finally has concluded that Page is worth keeping around and know everything.I still don’t know exactly what the King has up his sleeve, but I’m glad to finally get my best assistant and my other half back. I still have to wait a few days, but Page is coming back soon. I hope my mother can get Page to me quicker though. I can really use her right now.In addition, when Page returns, she will be fully briefed on my true identity. I won’t have to keep anything from her going forward.&n
I bite my lower lip as my fingers fidget with my pants. My eyes are glued up front at the judge as he turns to the jury box and the jurors. “Have you reached a verdict?” The court room falls into complete silence. A lady stands up and announces, “Yes, we have, your honor.” My breath catches. This is it. I silently pray that this is the end of this chapter of our lives. The judge nods. “On the first count of attempted murder regarding the attack on the King, what is your verdict?” I hold my breath as I lean slightly forward. “Guilty.” YES!! I turn to my side and huge my husband, Shane, as tears stream down my face. I have so many things I want to say, but I can only manage to mutter a few words. “Yes. Finally.” His strong arms wrap around me and hold me tight. His voice cracks as he replies, “Yes. We finally have justice.”
As I bite the inside of my mouth, I take a deep breath. I need to stay focused. My eyes jump from one video to the next, hoping to spot my boyfriend and my uncle. However, I can’t find them anywhere. I bite down harder as my heart races. Please make sure Shane and my uncle are alright. Even though my mind is in a whirlwind and my heart is racing, I force myself to stay on task and finish what we have started. I keep my eyes on the various videos while I bark orders into the microphone. Each passing moment seems to stretch on forever. Periodically, I glance back at the video for my father’s hospital room, making sure my parents are still alright. My heart wrenches as my eyes stop on the various videos of people running and screaming. Even though I have the sound turned off on them, their screams still echo in my head. Several injured people are being helped away
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I glance around the corner and look into the castle’s press room. The reporters are scanning through their notes, while the camera crews and photographers setup their equipment behind all the chairs.My stomach churns. This is it.My mother’s harsh words in protest over this come flooding back to me. Somewhere out there are some of Irene’s group of goons.My eyes dart to the various corners of the room where additional security staff are at, while I unconsciously run my hand over my stomach. My fingers linger along the edge of the bullet-proof vest. However, I don’t find comfort in it.Before today, I wouldn’t think anything about whether there are bullets aiming for me. I would find relief in them being aimed at me instead of my family. However, I’m the queen now. If something happens to me, my uncle will have to step forward an
An eerie silence consumes the room.No one moves as all eyes are locked on the open door.Each passing second seems to stretch on for more like minutes or even hours as we wait to hear anything that will ease our worries.My mother is still frozen in the middle of the room while Shane squeezes my shoulder and whispers, “Everything will be alright.”I wish I had his confidence. I’ve seen the doctor’s report and have talked extensively with them. I know the cold, hard truth. Neither of my brothers has good odds. It seems they took the bulk of the impact trying to protect Katherine and her unborn child.However, I don’t protest. I keep my eyes fixed on the door and nod.My stomach suddenly sinks as some monitor in the distance belts out a solid buzz.The screams from the staff fade away as my mind screams, “NO! THIS CAN’T BE
Even though I’ve been in this room several times. This time, it is suffocating me.The sight of my father trembling as he looks at Brandon and Katherine from his wheelchair while his eyes fill with tears. It only takes a few seconds before those tears then stream down his face. The tremor along his lips and the pain in his eyes are too much for me, but I can’t leave.My voice cracks as I gently lay my hand on his arm. “They are getting better. Remember, the doctor said Katherine could wake up any minute. That is a good sign.”He puts his hand on top of mine and nods. His shaky voice also cracks as he whispers, “Yes, it is a good sign.” Standing behind his wheelchair, my mother pats his shoulders. “Honey, it will only be time now. Then we can have our family back together again. I have faith they will return to us.”I wish I
Irene POVMy stomach sinks as I stare into Charles’ crazy eyes. His anger radiates off him and slams into me like a ton of bricks, along with the table.However, that doesn’t affect me. No. He is trying to bring my parents into this. He can’t do that. They have nothing to do with this.I did this all on my own. My rightful place is next to my husband as the country’s queen. I did this all on my own.Robert is so much better than Brandon and my husband desires to be the king more than his brother does. But because Brandon is older, he gets to be the king first. That is so unfair.Shouldn’t the better leader be the one to lead the country? Of course, I would be the queen then. Everyone would continue to look up to me instead of Katherine. She is nothing compared to me.The throne is meant for us, not th
I march into Dee’s office and take a seat behind her desk, which is now my office and my desk. I didn’t think in a million years I would be back here. I thought once I retired, I would only be brought on the rare occasion something like what has when my brother has occurred. However, now, I’ll be back here every day. A small part of me is disappointed I’m coming back, but another part of me is happy, not because of the events which have brought me back, but because I can stop moping around the house. I hate to admit it but retired and I don’t work well with each other. Before I even turn on the computer, I yell out, “Page! I need an update! You better have something for me!” I’m not even done with my command when Page, Max and Trevor rush into the office. Max stops and stands in between the two chairs, while Page and Trevor sit in the chairs. Max clears his throat. “The agents a
With my laptop on top of a little portable table, I sit beside the King’s bed and glance over at him. “Your majesty, what exactly do you want to say at the press conference? Are there certain things you want to cover?”He nods as Deloris pats my arm and says, “For me, I want to clarify that this will not go unpunished. The traitors will be captured, or hopefully are already captured, and will rot in jail.”Her father shakes his head. “You can’t go out and say something like that. You must use a little more finesse. With something like that, you will not only scare the villains but also everyone else in the country. No. We need to think of it a little more rationally.”Standing beside him and holding his hand, his wife smiles at my girlfriend. “Darling, you need to learn the fine art of subtleness. You can appear nice and friendly, but also fierce at