We never spoke of it again.
I finished the email and hit the send button.
"Already getting proposals for the renovations; contractors sending in bids." Lily ran her fingers over the keyboard. "The staff sends their best along with the soup kitchen as well—they heard about Teddy and are sending a sympathy card here to the palace."
"Thank them for me." I studied the spreadsheet filling my screen. "Tell Alex to send a few extra trays of Danishes over to the kitchen. We can absorb it."
"Done and done."
A knock on the door brought us both up from the cyber-trance. Josef poked his head in. "I'm sorry to interrupt, but dinner is going to be in about an hour."
"What? What time is it?" I checked the time and cursed. Between the time change and jet lag, the afternoon had sped by. The charcuter
