Secrets of a Prince (The Princes of New Sargasso #3) - Carol Moncado Page 0,29
really worked for his father and the palace.
“Anything, really,” she answered. “What sounds good to you?”
It took about ten minutes of negotiating before they ordered food and sent one of Joss’s security team to get it.
Half an hour later, they were seated at the dining table. It was by far the best meal she’d had in at least a week and a half.
“This is amazing. Thank you for thinking of it.”
Joss grinned at her. “For the record, I’m not opposed to frozen pizza. It just didn’t sound good tonight. It wouldn’t be the first frozen pizza I’ve eaten here.”
“Good to know. Because that’s basically all I know how to make. I still haven’t tried to cook anything.” She took a bite of her asparagus. “I was going to find a few recipes to try, but I decided to sink into a depressive funk instead.”
He started to open his mouth, but she held up a hand. “We’ve been over it. No need to apologize again. But maybe we can look up a few things tonight, and I can try to cook some of our meals for the next week.”
“That sounds like a great idea. Once you’re ready to leave the apartment, I’m sure chef would be happy to give you some lessons at the palace. He always let us help when we were little, and we’ve all had some lessons as adults, too.”
Minnie poked at her chicken with the tines of her fork. “I don’t know when that will be. I don’t even know what the criteria needs to be for that to happen.” She didn’t look at Joss. Hesitantly, she asked, “Did you talk to him? Did he ask about me?”
“He did,” Joss confirmed. “I managed not to lie. I said I went straight to my suite after seeing you at the library and that I didn’t leave it until time to go to the train station. That is a completely accurate account of what happened. He never asked if you came to the suite, and I certainly never volunteered the information.”
She gave him a small smile. “Then for now, I think that’s the best I can hope for.”
Long term, she needed more.
But what?
At some point, Joss was going to have to come clean to his father.
This was not that point.
It had been a long, difficult day.
Caleb had been in Athmetis but was now making a stop in San Majoria on his way home. He’d likely see Gid and Kari, who would go to San Majoria for a day or two.
His father took the news hard. So did his mum.
He wasn’t about to spring the fact that he’d eloped and was hiding his wife from them - and her father - on such a day.
The last week and a half had gone much better for Minnie, so that was good.
She’d made a few simple meals. They talked several times a day, even if it was just for a few minutes between his engagements. There had only been one night that he hadn’t been able to stop by and see her.
He didn’t knock anymore, not if she knew he was coming.
The first thing she did when he walked in was close the door behind him. The second thing was wrapping her arms around his waist.
“You saw the news?” he asked.
“It was hard to miss. Did you know her well?”
Joss let go of her but took her hand and sat down on the lounge. Minnie sat next to him, snuggling into his side. “Not really. We met a few times here and there. She was at Dave’s wedding, obviously, but I’m not certain I exchanged more than a few words with her.”
“What happened? Do they know more than what they’re saying on the news?”
He rubbed his thumb up and down the top of her arm. “Not that I know of. Queen Miriam collapsed then passed away a short time later. I don’t know if it was immediate or what the cause was.”
“Her poor family.” Minnie squeezed his hand. “I can imagine it brings up some fears for you, especially after what happened with Caleb at New Year’s.”
“It does,” he confirmed. “Seeing those photos and videos on social media was one of the lowest points of my life.”
“Why did you watch them?”
“I couldn’t help myself. I knew I shouldn’t, but I did anyway.”
She drew a pattern on the back of his hand. “Just so you know, dinner is ready whenever you’re ready to eat. I’m pretty sure it’s edible this time, too.”