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though that is more tabloid speculation than fact.”
    Alex’s mouth thins into a straight line.
    “I merely took time away from my official duties, Mr. Jasper. I have every right to take a vacation.”
    “That is the official palace line, your highness, but it doesn’t stop the speculations.”
    “The press can speculate anything they like. Tatiana knows I was never in favor of this betrothal and yet she pushed her way through, getting her father to seek my father’s alliance without my consent.”
    “Nuernberg is a very rich principality, your highness, and they are backed by Austria and Germany. Perhaps it is not wise to flaunt the reason for your refusal of Tatiana’s hand in marriage so openly in front of the press.” Mr. Jasper looks pointedly at me.
    “Her name is Elizabeth Turner, Mr. Jasper. You will address her as such.”
    “Yes, it is,” I squeak, eliciting a glare of disapproval from Mr. Jasper.
    “There are other considerations, your highness, as you surely must know. I would prefer that Ms. Turner waits in the car with me while you visit your father at the hospital.”
    “These are not the middle ages anymore, Mr. Jasper, and I have every right to refuse an arranged marriage. I warned my father about publicly announcing it, and he went ahead with it anyway. He thought he would cow me into going in line with an official announcement.”
    “I would suggest you do not bring it up with him and your mother at the present. He has suffered much as it is.”
    This pounds the nail back into Alex’s guilt coffin.
    Oh, I had no idea it was all so complicated. If I had known, I would have suggested that I return to Chicago and he come alone to Moldovia. But that would mean leaving him in a lurch at his neediest hour, and I would never do that. Unless I’m complicating his life further by being here.
    Alex senses my discomfort.
    “I might be quite a while at the hospital,” he suggests, “so would you be OK if I get Jasper to accompany you back to the palace? I’ll be home as soon as I can. It’s not that I don’t want to show you off, but there will be paparazzi outside the hospital and my father is . . . well . . . ”
    “Say no more. I’ll be OK with Jasper.”
    “Excellent choice,” Jasper says smoothly.
    I decide he is a bit of a prick.
    We draw up at the hospital. The press, as Alex predicts, are already thronging the gates, and the police have set up a clear path so that vehicles going towards the hospital are not impeded. It’s a media circus out there. I had no idea it would be this bad.
    We drop Alex off at a secluded entrance deep inside the grounds. Several aides and doctors in white coats are waiting for him.
    “I’ll be back,” Alex says, kissing me.
    “Don’t worry about me, take your time.”
    He exits the car with a lingering look upon my face. A surge of love bubbles forth from my stomach, but I quell it before it can bring tears into my eyes.
    Nothing will ever be the same for either of us again. I just know it.
     
    *
     
    Jasper accompanies me to the royal palace. I decide to make conversation with him, despite disliking him intensely. It’s just one of those things. Sometimes, you click with a person immediately. Well . . . this is not one of those times.
    “Is Jasper your first name?” I say.
    “It’s my surname. My first name is Conrad. I prefer to be called Jasper, however.”
    “OK, Jasper.”
    He turns to me, and his expression is rather lofty, as though he considers me far beneath his station.
    “And what do you do back home, Ms. Elizabeth Turner?”
    “Liz will be fine. I go to college.”
    “Indeed. What courses are you taking?”
    “Psychology.”
    Jasper does not seem impressed. “How did you meet Prince Alexander?”
    I really don’t want to go into that, but I’m too polite to say “None of your business” to Jasper. And I’m not really sure, where royals are concerned, if romances and flings are supposed to be the business of people like