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Royal Families Vs. Historicals. Rebecca Winters
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Автор произведения Rebecca Winters
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Издательство HarperCollins
His face had gone white. “I do. She told me if I said anything I’d lose my job, but I can’t let you suffer like this.”
“What do you know?”
“She handed me an envelope and wanted the television anchor to read her statement during the ten o’clock news.”
“She what?”
He nodded. “It’ll be on every network in five minutes in every country in the world.”
Alonzo turned on the big-screen television in his office. Antonio felt so gutted he started to weave.
“Better sit down, Your Highness.”
“I’ll be all right.” His heart plummeted to his feet as he saw the words breaking news flash across the screen.
Suddenly the female news anchor appeared. “There’s huge news breaking from the royal palace in Voti, Halencia, tonight, threatening to rock the already shaky monarchy decimated by scandal. It is struggling to stay alive in a nation so divided that one wonders what the ultimate outcome will be.
“I have in front of me a statement that Princess Christina, recently married in a private ceremony to Crown Prince Antonio de L’Accardi, has asked the press to read. These are her words and I quote. ‘Dear citizens of Halencia. It is with the greatest sadness that I, Princess Christina de L’Accardi, am removing myself from the royal family to end the bitter conflict. I confess that although my relationship with Prince Antonio started out as a publicity stunt for reasons I don’t intend to go into, I want everyone to know I love my new husband with every fiber of my being. A man with his integrity doesn’t come along every day, or even in a lifetime. I knew him when we were both teenagers. Even then he showed a love and loyalty to his country that put others to shame. I want everyone to know he’s the light of my life and my one true love. But I’m sorry that it isn’t enough for the people of Halencia.’”
Christina…his heart cried.
“Wow! How’s that for a heartfelt confession from the ‘Cinderella Bride’ as the nation has called her? Her charity in Africa has gained international attention. I have to admit I’m moved by her sacrifice and graciousness. That doesn’t happen to me very often. Stay tuned for news coming from the palace as the fallout from her surprising statement is felt throughout the country and the world.
“There’s no word from the prince or his family about this shocking development. You’ll have to stayed tuned when more news will be forthcoming.”
The television was shut off. Alonzo eyed Antonio with concern. “We’ll find her. Just give us time.”
“Thank you, Alonzo.” But he knew the damage had been done when her father talked to her. He’d done such an expert job of destroying her that Antonio doubted Christina might ever come out of hiding.
As he left the office and started up the staircase for his apartment on legs that felt like lead, his phone started ringing. He looked down. Good old faithful Zach. He clicked on.
“Antonio?”
“Si?”
“What a hell of a mess.”
“That doesn’t even begin to cover it,” he half groaned.
September, Voti, Halencia
AFTER HIS SPEECH, Antonio stood before the divided government assembly to answer questions.
“With all due respect, Your Highness, Princess Christina has graciously stepped aside to appease those voices who still want you to rule, but with someone more befitting to be your consort. Why won’t you listen to reason?”
His anger was acute. “What princess on your short list has devoted half her life to charity and worked among the poverty-stricken in Africa with no thought for herself? What princess would willingly give up the title of queen in order not to stand in the way of her husband?”
The room grew quiet.
“My wife hasn’t made excuses or defended herself, so I’ll do it for her. This so-called affair of hers was in truth a friendship, nothing more, but trust evil to find its way to do its dirty work. She remained true to our engagement. So I’ll say it again. If I can’t rule with Christina at my side, then I have no desire to rule. Therefore I’ve given orders that there’ll be no coronation.”
A loud roar of dissent from that part of the council loyal to him and the crown got to their feet, but he was deaf to their cries.
“But, Your Highness—”
Antonio ignored the minister of finance, his good friend, who was calling to him and stormed out of the council meeting. He walked out of chambers and headed straight for his office down the hall of the palace.
“Roberto?” he barked.
“Your Highness?” His assistant’s head came up.
“Call the press secretary and ask him to come in here right away. No one is to disturb us, do you understand?”
“Si.” He picked up the phone immediately.
Antonio went into his private suite and slammed the door, but he was too full of adrenaline to sit. With Christina’s stunning press statement read over the airwaves three weeks ago, plus her disappearance that had come close to destroying him, the joy he’d experienced on his honeymoon had vanished. He felt as if he’d been shoved down a pit and was falling deeper and deeper with no end in sight.
Within a few hours of searching for her that night, Alonzo’s security people had tracked his wife to the Palazzo di Comparino. Apparently Louisa had taken her in. His clever, resourceful wife had made her getaway so fast by car, taxi, ferry and train that it had knocked the foundation from under him.
There’d been no word from her for the past desolate three weeks, but he hadn’t expected any. Her father had made certain of that. With her press statement ringing out over the land, she would never come to him now. Meanwhile, Antonio had made a firm decision. He’d meant what he’d just said before the council. If he didn’t have her at his side, he didn’t want to be king at all.
For the first time in his life he was doing what he wanted, and he wanted Christina. No amount of argument could persuade him to change his mind. Being reminded by Guido that Christina had decided to sacrifice her own heart for Antonio’s reputation and the country had only made him fall harder for his wife, if that was possible.
Roberto buzzed him that the press secretary was outside. Antonio told him to send him in.
When the other man entered the room looking sheepish, Antonio said, “Do you want to redeem yourself?”
“Anything, Your Highness.”
“I want you to arrange a press conference for me on the steps of the palace in approximately one hour.”
“I’ll do it at once, Your Highness.”
* * *
Louisa had turned the sitting room at the palazzo into a TV room. Christina was grateful, since it was the only way she got information from the outside world. The rest of the times she took long walks and coordinated charity business with the foundations in both Halencia and Nairobi.
Between Marusha and Elena, she was kept apprised of their news. Marusha was pregnant after suffering two miscarriages. Christina couldn’t be happier for her. Elena’s boyfriend, Enzio, wanted to marry her, but it meant talking to her parents first and she was nervous about that.
Though there was plenty of talk because Louisa had constant visitors, no one mentioned Antonio in her presence. Her aching heart couldn’t have handled talking about him. Marusha begged her to come back to Africa. She would always