SUSPENSE

CONTINUATION FROM LAST POV

Hours, later, Prince Michael against his will, paced around his chambers, as the old woman applied, all the treatments, she could minister to the slave, who was still lying motionless, in the bed. The old woman shook, her head she had sent the head of security out after he had gotten her the things she requested for, yet she couldn’t order her prince, future ruler of the Northern Isles, out of the room and at the same time, she couldn’t concentrate with him, being in the room. She needed him out so that she could work, in peace.

Sighing, for the umpteenth time, she said,

You know, pacing around isn’t going to help the slave situation, rather it will worsen it. The air seems still here, why don’t you spend a night with the mistress. You know, clear your mind off things, by tomorrow I will have a full diagnosis to give you.

Prince Michael paused in his tracks, as he said,

“I am only concerned about the money, that I am going to lose, if I don’t get her ready f