Despite my nap in the library and fearing the possible nightmares waiting in the shadows, I passed out as soon as my head hit the pillow. It was only when an aide knocked on the door that I woke up.
It opened and the young man walked in, stopping just inside the room to give me a short nod of deference and wait for my response.
"Josef..." I reached for my clothes. I recognized the aide as William—one of Josef's proteges. He was about my age, looking forward to a long career in the King's service.
In my service.
"Good morning, your Highness. He's left for Paris, taking the private jet. With your two guests, as requested," he offered. "They will be back by dinner. I'm to take over his duties for the day."
"Of course." I gave an approving nod. "That's excellent. Josef needs a break." I p
