‘There is no one there who would miss me and as for anyone who might want me for any reason whatsoever …’
‘Oh, but you’re wrong there. You really are.’
But how did she convince him of that? If there was anything that brought home to her how difficult her task was then this office, this building, was it. She didn’t need to be told how much Alexei had made his new life here in England. More than a new life, his fortune, his home . And it was plain from the way he spoke of Mecjoria that his father’s country meant nothing to him. Did she even have the right to ask him to give this up?
She didn’t know. But the one thing she was sure of was that she didn’t have the right to keep it from him. The decision, whatever it was, had to be his.
‘I’ll make it easy for you, shall I?’ Alexei drawled cynically. ‘Twice now you have told me that I am wanted—and needed—in Mecjoria. You have to be lying.’
‘No lie. Really.’
‘You expect me to believe that I am needed in the country that rejected me as not fit to be even the smallest part of the royal family? Needed by the place that has disowned and ignored me for the past ten years?’
The only response Ria could manage was a sharp, swift nod of her head. She couldn’t persuade her voice to work on anything else.
‘Then you’ll have to explain. Needed as what?’
‘As …’
Twice Ria opened her mouth to try to get the words out. Twice she failed, and it was only when Alexei turned his narrow-eyed glare on her and muttered her name as if in threat that she forced herself to speak, bringing it out in a rush.
‘As—as their king. You’re needed to take the throne of Mecjoria now that Felix is dead.’
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