“Now, my dear, why don’t you tell me why you’re really here?”
Allegra felt her throat dry up at those confrontational words. She barely even acknowledged the reason herself, so she had no idea how the King expected her to say them out loud. No, she decided, there was no way she would hand him this victory on a golden plate.
“I already told you why I was here,” she said in her most disapproving tone. “You clearly have no idea, so I apologise for disturbing you.”
Vladislav’s eyebrow shot up once more when he saw she was still sitting there. “Is that all?” he asked challengingly.
“Well, you don’t seem to be too busy. I quite like the idea of spending some time with you. We are to be married in a few weeks, after all.” This she said as she tried to paint the perfect picture of nonchalance
