CHAPTER TWOThey sat talking and laughing for a little longer.
Then the Duke proposed,
“Now let’s be sensible. I have been thinking while we have been making a story of all this, that quite frankly the answer is a big no! You are not going to Oldessa as a Governess. You either go as yourself on a visit with me or as the future bride of Prince Stefan.”
The way he spoke was quite different from the way he had been talking a few minutes earlier.
Looking at her brother, Latasha realised he really meant it.
“I think you are being very tiresome, Harry, and not very helpful to your friend. But if you are absolutely intent on refusing to allow me to go as a Governess, I will think of another way.”
The Duke groaned.
“I think all your ideas are crazy and I am not going to listen to them.”
