To Play the Lady by Lane Naomi

Author:Lane, Naomi [Lane, Naomi]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2011-09-11T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 19

Jenna’s eyes followed the blade starting from the tip up to the hilt and then along the arm of her assailant until she found herself staring into a pair of bright green eyes that could only belong to the Crown Prince. She gulped.

“Miss Mallory?” The incredulity in the Prince’s voice was so strong that Jenna found herself at a complete loss for words. Prince Dominic withdrew his blade from her neck, but continued to stare down at her. “How in Heaven’s name did you end up here?”

“I… uh.” Jenna tried to think of what to say. She sat up properly and continued to rub the back of her head. “I apologize, Your Highness. I know I shouldn’t be here. I got lost in the passages.” Her head didn’t hurt too badly, but her fingers felt damp, and when she looked at them she saw blood.

“You’re bleeding.” Prince Dominic’s voice softened slightly after discovering she was hurt.

“Oh, uh, I fell down a flight of stairs on the other side of the wall. Unfortunately, I managed to hit my head on the way down.”

“Here.” He proffered his arm, and Jenna grabbed hold of it to pull herself off the floor. She finally looked around the room long enough to discover she was in some kind of office or meeting room. The Prince strode over to the far wall and picked up a cloth napkin and a decanter of clear liquid. “Have a seat if you want.” Jenna sat on a wooden chair nearby, which was a good thing because she wasn’t sure if she had the strength to stand for long. Her hands and feet felt half numb.

Jenna watched as the Prince poured some of the clear liquid on the napkin. For the first time she fully admired his appearance. If she weren’t so dazed, she would have thought the Prince quite striking wearing the royal colors of green and white. He walked back over and handed her the napkin. “Put this on the wound.” Jenna took the napkin and put it on the back of her head. She winced. “It may sting a little, but the alcohol should disinfect the cut. Head wounds tend to bleed badly, but if you keep putting pressure on it, it should stop soon.”

Jenna just nodded slightly and practically whispered as she said, “Thank you, Your Highness.”

“Now,” said the Prince, as he rested his hip against the table nearby, “are you actually going to explain why…” His words trailed off as he became distracted by voices outside. As the door to the room began to open, Dominic groaned and rubbed his temple. Jenna’s embarrassment only increased as she watched Prince Eamon enter the room with Sir Raymond close behind.

Eamon spoke. “Dominic! Good—” His words died in his throat when he saw Jenna still sitting in the chair. His expression quickly changed from shock to laughter. Sir Raymond just looked surprised. “Well, well, Brother. We all began to wonder after you scampered away from the ball and all the adoring women.

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