Alice’s Point of view
I look at Elliot, pleadingly. No good excuse comes to me and I pray that he has more imagination than I do, but he is as dumbfounded as I am.
Another person arrives with a book and a glass of rum in the hand.
"Alice, Elliot, I think I've got it." Says Prince Benjamin.
What the hell is he doing here?
"Oh, Goddess! Prince Benjamin! I'm so sorry I didn't see you!" Rose says, bowing slightly.
He looks at her, his face hard. He is very tall and finely muscled. His dark suit brings out his golden hair and his ice-blue eyes, almost white.
"I'm sorry young lady, but we are busy." He says emotionlessly as he walks over to Elliot to put down his glass and a very thick green book that looks ancient.
A loud sound of broken glass can be heard in the back of the room. We ru
