Pregnant with the Prince's Child by Raye Morgan

Author:Raye Morgan [Morgan, Raye]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2011-02-14T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVEN

“THE first thing you’re going to do,” Queen Pellea said as she swept into the personal royal library where she’d told Janis to meet her, “is tell me all about my brother-in-law, the new prince.” She took Janis’s hands in hers and beamed at her. “Tell me everything you know.”

Janis held on as though she were a life raft. She was overwhelmed by it all—the gorgeous castle, the sumptuous décor, the beautiful queen who looked like she’d stepped right out of a Renaissance painting. She’d helped bring Mykal in and she’d even had a chance to talk to one of the doctors about his symptoms over the last few hours. And then she’d received the message from the queen and had hurried here for a meeting.

“So you’re sure of it?” she asked, wide-eyed. “He is the lost prince?”

Pellea shrugged. “The wise men won’t say as yet, but I’m sure of it.” She smiled impishly. “I just peeked in at him in the examining room. There’s no doubt in my mind.”

Janis smiled back, but the mood that filled her heart was melancholy, because she knew what that meant. “You may have to talk him into it,” she told the queen. “He’s grumbling about loss of freedom and that sort of thing.”

“Oh, don’t you worry. We’ll have him singing a different tune soon enough. I’ll have Monte deal with him,” she added, referring to her husband, King Monte, oldest brother of the new prince. “Come, let’s sit down and talk.”

Janis followed her to a pair of comfortable chairs situated in front of a wide stone fireplace.

“And I’ll tell you the second thing we’re going to do,” Pellea went on, eyeing her askance. “We’re going to get some decent clothes for you and get you out of that blue jumpsuit.” She shuddered. “Is that a uniform for something?”

“Sort of.” Janis drew in a shaky breath. She hadn’t expected this question to come up so quickly. It threw her off balance. She couldn’t lie to the queen—especially after looking into her calm, kind eyes.

“Where did you get it?”

Wishing she could disappear, she whispered, “Prison camp.”

“What?” Pellea said, leaning toward her and frowning as though she hadn’t heard.

“Prison camp,” she said aloud. Might as well own it. “I’ve been in a Granvilli prison camp for the last two months. I just got out.”

“Oh!” Pellea sank back into the chair and stared at her. “Oh, my.”

Janis drew in a sharp breath. She’d known this would make all the difference. The queen had been anxious to meet with her, but now they would throw her out. And who could blame them? You couldn’t let a recently released prisoner hang around in the castle. True, at least she’d been in a Granvilli camp, not one run by the royals. But still. Her heart sank. She should never have come here.

Even if the queen were ready to hear her side of things, what could she say? There was no easy excuse.

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