Prisoner Princess (Belles & Bullets Book 5) by Caylen McQueen

Author:Caylen McQueen [McQueen, Caylen]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Published: 2017-09-07T04:00:00+00:00

Twenty Five

Six gold candles had been arranged around the table. After lighting the last one, Isabella called out, “Alright, Tom... you can come in!”

When he entered the dining room, Thomas Harriot's eyes were lit with surprise. Princess Isabella not only cooked her first dinner, she had thoroughly succeeded. Roast chicken, rice and peas had been piled onto plates. “It smells delicious,” he complimented her.

“I thought so too. Is it wrong to say it smells delicious if you're the one who made it?” Isabella cocked her head as she considered the question.

“I don't think so.”

“Good. Besides, I had help from Vee. I doubt I could have done it without her.” Isabella pulled a steaming loaf of bread from the oven and carefully transferred it to the table. “Vee's taught me a lot.”

“Where is Vee?” Tom asked. “I thought she was joining us?”

“Vee is on her way out!” his pink-haired friend called to him from the adjacent room. “I thought I'd provide you with a little music first. That should really set the mood for romance.” As soon as Vee finished speaking, Tom heard the crackle of a phonograph, followed by the sonorous sounds of a violin's strings. A few seconds later, the cottage door closed, letting them know they were officially alone.

“This chicken is delicious,” Harriot said as he took his second bite. “For your first time cooking, this is a resounding success.”

“Well... technically, it's my second time cooking. I made cookies the other day,” Isabella reminded him. “But this is my first time cooking an entire meal. Like I said, Vee helped a lot. I can't take all the credit.”

“Whether you had help or not, you succeeded. I could eat this every day.” A hint of a smile passed over Tom's lips, but it didn't stay long.

“So... I thought I'd ask you again...” Isabella's fork hovered over her plate as she struggled with her question. “Can I go out and search for my brother? It would really mean a lot to me. If he's actually nearby, I'd want to be with him.” Harriot was already shaking his head, but she refused to give up. “If you're concerned for my safety, you can come with me. I wouldn't object.”

“But I object,” Tom insisted. “It's too dangerous, Isabella. Someone might hurt you. If that happened...”

“No one could hurt me as long as you were with me, though.” Isabella started to reach for his hand, but as soon as her fingers brushed his, she withdrew. “You could protect me. I know you could.”

“I'm not as invincible as you think I am,” Harriot said. “And my answer is still no.”

“Will you please reconsider?”

He shoved a forkful of chicken into his mouth and aggressively chewed. He chased down the bite with a swig of wine, slammed his glass on the table, and replied, “Is this why you cooked dinner for me? Huh? So you could try to sweeten me up, get me to change my mind?”

Isabella timidly shook her head. “No.”

“Are you sure? Because that's what this feels like.

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