Taming the Rebel Prince: The Royals of Rogandal by Hart Victoria

Author:Hart, Victoria [Hart, Victoria]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-07-01T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Jazz music played softly in the background as Astrid laughed at Prince Fayed’s anecdote about racing in Baja in his teens. The moonlight sparkled on the champagne in her glass as she raised a toast to the handsome prince.

“Your Highness, what would I have done without you? A toast to you, my old friend.”

“Astrid, you must drink for us both, but in my heart I raise a glass to you. I would not be the man I am today if it wasn’t for your expert tutelage.”

Astrid nearly collapsed into unladylike laughter as she answered. “Expert tutelage? I was the meanest nanny you ever had, hired to make a prince out of you. You hated me, remember?”

“Ah yes, you have reminded me. Tell me why I have assisted you in this endeavor?”

Raising an eye brow, Astrid replied, “Because I always find a way to get you out of trouble, and you are a good man.”

“Yes, that must be the reason. And your new friend, how is he doing?” Prince Fayed asked as he nodded towards the ballroom.

From her vantage point on the moonlit marble patio of Prince Fayed’s royal residence in Dubai, Astrid peered into the ballroom. Gilded chandeliers sparkled overhead, priceless rare marble columns lined the room and supported the stained-glass ceiling, a dome of cut glass that rivaled many churches. A jazz band played music from the stage, with an American pop star at the mic. Still, Prince Eric seemed to be the center of attention.

Astrid was pleased that, unlike his normal antics and drunken revelry, at this charity ball he was not only behaving as a prince, but he was making important connections with other royals. Astrid felt a pang of jealousy as Princess Serena Razia flirted openly with him, her laughter as melodic as the tinkling of ice in Prince Fayed’s glass.

“I would have to say he’s doing rather well. This night has been a lifesaver for us, how fortunate that you were planning a ball to support refugee children.”

“A lucky coincidence. I have made it my life’s work to raise funds and donate to those in need, and Eric is a favorite of the press, is he not?”

“Yes, he does attract attention wherever he goes – at least tonight it’s for the right reasons,” she said, smiling at the handsome young prince at her side. Astrid was unable to look at Fayed for more than a moment – his gaze was too familiar. “I may never be able to repay your kindness, Fayed.”

“There is no need. If I may be of service, please, you call me.”

Fayed was joined by an Italian countess and her younger husband. Astrid excused herself to check on her charge. Walking across the ballroom floor, Astrid could hear Princess Serena’s laughter, a sound that reminded her that soon, this job would be at an end and Prince Eric would be seeking a wife among his own class.

But for tonight, the band played soft jazz, and warm breezes scented with jasmine floated in from Fayed’s gardens through the open windows of the ballroom.

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