Page 49 of The Royal Throne
“Your Majesty,” he said as he approached. “Can I accompany you somewhere?”
“Where’s Princess Lottie?”
“In her room.”
She wished she was back in Avoni with Evander. Traveling in a boat on one of the canals.
“Sabine?”
“I’m just retiring for the night. It has been a long day.”
“Excellent, I’ll escort you.”
Instead of arguing with him in the middle of the corridor, with her guards mere feet away, she simply nodded, and they began walking.
Evander slid his hands in his pockets. “Is there somewhere we can go to talk?” he whispered, peering back at her guards.
“I don’t think that’s a wise idea.”
“Even though Rainer just left with that other woman?”
“He’s escorting her to her room.” Wherever that may be.
“And she’s pregnant with Rainer’s child?”
“I can’t do this right now,” Sabine said, coming to a stop, her hands on her hips.
“Then leave with me,” he whispered. “Tonight. Right now. Let’s go.”
She wanted to, she really did, but she couldn’t. “I have to stop Rainer from going to war.”
“I told you my family has plans in place.” Plans as in multiple, not singular.
However, she couldn’t count on the Avoni king and queen. She could only count on herself. “I can’t leave.”
“Sabine.” He took a step closer. “Please leave with me. Trust me. Please.”
Drew cleared his throat, garnering Sabine’s attention. When she realized how close the two of them were, she abruptly took a step away from Evander, putting some space between them, just as Rainer rounded the corner, Heather on his arm. Drew’s warning had been impeccably timed.
“What’s going on?” Rainer demanded.
Evander, hands still casually in his pockets, turned to face Rainer. “I just walked Princess Lottie to her room. Somehow, I got turned around and ran into Queen Sabine. She was just giving me directions back to the guest wing.”
“Really?” Rainer asked, coming closer, Heather still clutching his arm. “I find it hard to believe that you, of all people, would get turned around.”
He had a point, but Sabine remained silent.
Evander shrugged. “Everything looks the same around here. And quite honestly, I wasn’t really paying attention to my whereabouts when I walked with Lottie. I had other things on my mind.”
Rainer looked at Sabine, his brows raised.
Since she didn’t know where the guest wing was, it would be difficult for her to give directions. “I told him one of my guards could direct him.” She observed Heather. “However, now that you’re here, perhaps you can escort Prince Evander to the guest wing.”
“Oh, I’m not—” Heather began.
Rainer squeezed her arm, silencing her. He opened his mouth to speak, but Sabine beat him to it.
“Unless you’re not staying in the guest wing because you’re too busy sharing my husband’s bed. If that’s the case, I can escort Evander myself.” Not wanting to hear either of their replies, she spun on her heel and stalked back the way she’d come from.
