Riled Reign by Aleatha Romig

Author:Aleatha Romig [Romig, Aleatha]
Language: eng
Format: epub

“How is your Molavian accent?”

* * *

What the hell?

Going back to the kitchen, I returned Andrew’s call. As I poured the milk over my dry cereal, the call connected.

“Molave?” I asked, recalling the scene earlier on television.

The sound of people in the background dimmed. “Don’t hang up, Oliver. This is a serious offer and she contacted me.”

Serious offer.

“That’s what you said about the universe.”

“Yeah, I’m not saying this is a lifelong gig. I’m saying there is significant earning potential.”

“I’d gotten myself psyched up about performing live,” I admitted, or maybe I was hoping if I said it, it would be true.

“This is live.”

“Who requested me?” I asked before shoving a spoonful of cereal into my mouth.

“Her name is Elizabeth Drake.”

“Should I know who she is?”

“From now on, yes,” he replied. “Elizabeth Drake is the chief minister to the Godfreys of Molave.”

“Your timing is uncanny. I saw the prince and princess on TV today.”

“I’m waiting for my flight back to LAX. Don’t leave for New York. I want you to hear the details of this offer from me—in person. And I hope you’re dressed. Dustin Hargraves will be to your apartment in a half hour.”

I shook my head. “Andrew, what the hell are you talking about?”

“Go to your computer and pull up a photograph of the crown prince of Molave, the Duke of Monovia.”

“I saw him today.”

“Humor me.”

“Shit,” I mumbled as I begrudgingly left the remainder of my cereal to get soggy and stepped into my office. It took me two tries to spell Molave, but finally I got it. “Okay, I’m looking at him.”

“And what do you see?”

“Fuck, a miserable, entitled lunatic who according to this article is not enhancing Molave’s foreign relations.” I clicked the arrow bringing up a picture of the prince with his wife, Princess Lucille. “Damn, she’s something else. I’d say the prince outplayed his coverage.”

“Back to the prince. Don’t you see it?”

“What do you want me to see?”

“He looks like you. You look like him,” Andrew said.

My eyes narrowed as I studied the prince’s face. “I mean, I guess. He’s six years older than I am, and there’s gray in his hair.” Not a lot, but some. I looked at the photo of him in a uniform. “I’d say he also weighs more than me.”

“Fine, you’re not twins separated at birth, but the resemblance is enough that the royal family wants to hire you to take on some of the prince’s obligations. I’ll tell you more when I get to your place.”

“I have a ticket for New York. I’ve spoken with Ricardo.”

“Oliver,” Andrew said. “Listen to me. This is an opportunity of a lifetime. The Firm is offering to pay double what you made for the last movie."

“Double?” I sighed, leaning back in the chair. “For how long?”

“Cancel your ticket to New York.”

I thought about the suitcase. “I’m mostly packed.”

“Good, because you’ll be heading to Molave.”

“I haven’t said yes.”

“You will. And one more thing.”

“What?”

“Don’t tell a soul. This must stay confidential. You don’t want to cross the royal family.

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