Page 55 of The Forgotten Queen
“It was just Dannyn, but I think it went well. I really liked her carefree personality.”
“That’s Dannyn for you.” Marx paused for a moment. “Keep working on the things you remember, not the things someone told you.”
She nodded her head. “I’ll do my best.”
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Marx
Marx twisted his swivel chair back and forth as he stared out his office window. Green palm trees lined the yard leading out to the majestic ocean.
Elsbeth sat in the white chair on the other side of his desk, taking notes. “What if the cook doesn’t have any lamb available for dinner tonight?”
Marx shifted his stare to his secretary. “Then he needs to find some. It’s very important to the queen.”
Her expression scrunched to displeasure. Usually, Marx didn’t have an opinion on the menu at the castle.
“I didn’t know Queen Malory even liked lamb.”
He shook his head. “Not that queen. Theotherqueen.”
“And do we care what theotherqueen likes?” she asked.
“She’s my wife, isn’t she?”
Elsbeth narrowed her eyes. “Yesterday, you didn’t want to marry her; today, you’re planning a special dinner for her.”
“What can I say? I’m a good husband.” He gave his secretary his most charming smile.
“I don’t know what you’re up to, but I’ll find out,” she said, standing. “First, I’ve got to go talk to the cook.”
“One other thing.” He paused his swivels. “I want you to free all the sea life in the castle aquarium.”
“Excuse me?”
Marx spoke slower as if that would help ease her shock. “I want you to free the fish—”
“I heard you the first time,” she snapped.
“Then what’s the problem?”
“We can’t empty the aquarium. Where are we going to put all the fish?”
He gestured to the window. “How about the ocean?”
“Is this because of theotherqueen?” Elsbeth’s stern glare made him feel like he was being punished for something.
“She has a name, you know.”
“I’m aware,” she said dryly. “Your father isn’t going to like it.”
He raised his eyebrows. “Her name?”
“The aquarium.”
“This doesn’t concern my father.”
“Since when did you care about sea life?”
