Ready for Him
When Asana lifted her head again, her face was once again brave, and her smile was radiantly bright.
“If you can get the prince’s permission to serve him exclusively, then you may retire in the way that you want. However, you do understand that you can’t leave this place until your contract is over, right?” Madame Sand asked with a worried look on her face.
“Of course, I’m aware of that. Thank you, Madame Sand,” Asana replied before turning and heading for the door.
A slight throbbing pain pressured the sides of Madame Sand’s skull and she had to raise her hand to rub them as she closed her eyes. Her job was a busy one and there were always so many people, parties, and political agendas involved. Just as that thought ran through her mind, her mobile phone began vibrating against her thigh where she had placed it in the pocket of the skirt of her uniform. One glance at the same on the screen told her that another storm was coming her way.