Of Royal Blood: Part One (Courting Magik Series Book 1) by Michele Barrow-Belisle

Author:Michele Barrow-Belisle [Barrow-Belisle, Michele]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bar-Belle Publishing
Published: 2019-08-26T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 11

My first few days at Court passed by without further incident. Partly because Prince Ethan was away from Court for the week. Not having him around to distract me made it that much easier to lose myself in my tutoring with Princess Charlotte. We’d touched on basic math and had dove head first in her French lessons. She was a natural, like the rest of her family, picking up foreign tongues effortlessly. It was a long and unsettling week, and I was relieved to have finally made it to Friday without being fired or executed...or blowing anything up.

Hannah was seldom at Court, so when she burst into my room at the cusp of dawn, it was well worth the minor heart attack she had given me.

“What are you doing here?” I rubbed the sleep from my eyes as she made herself comfortable on the bed next to me.

“Got the morning off, thought we could have coffee together.”

I glanced at the clock. Lessons with the princess didn’t start for another few hours yet. “Let’s make it an early breakfast.” I smiled.

It was so comforting to see a familiar friendly face. I wanted to spill all the details of the past few days with her, but that only put her in the line of fire. An accessory after the fact, or something. I couldn’t do that to her, no matter how much I wanted to unburden myself.

I dressed quickly, and we wandered down the less-used halls to get to the back exit. I was free to do what I wished with my spare time, more or less…but I very much wanted to avoid any run-ins with the prince.

As we walked toward the common areas of the castle, I scanned Hannah from head to toe. She had on a skirt with a flirty flare, and a rather low-cut sweater.

“I can’t believe that’s seriously what you're wearing to work, Hannah.”

She looked down. “What? It's impactful.”

“It's a little trashy. And borderline inappropriate.”

“Don't be such a prude. I intentionally choose my outfits for business and a hint of pleasure. Totally within the regulations. Plus there’s a new girl who’s eye I’m trying to catch.”

I had to try not to laugh. There was always a new guy or girl whose eye she was trying to catch. I loved how she brazenly saw everyone as a potential future ex. “Uh-huh. No way does that skirt,” I pointed, “meet the minimum hem length.”

“Who's walking around with tape measures. It’s not the eighteen-hundreds.”

“Good thing for you, because that outfit would be what loose women wore under their skimpy clothes.”

“I’m not technically working at the moment, so could we stop talking about what I'm wearing and focus on what matters? No more donuts. Remember? That's our mission here.”

“Yeah. I know.” Tina was paying the price of her downfall with hands covered in blisters, a layer of grease in her hair that wouldn’t wash out and a rep that wouldn’t wash out either.

“No donuts.” I fist-bumped her. Then we quickly hid our hand behind our backs as two of the queen’s privy council members walked past.

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