A Royal Proposition. Marion Lennox
home her point.
‘So why did you choose to investigate my background?’
‘You were my mother’s choice.’
‘Oh, right. And you always do what your mother tells you?’
He grinned. ‘Always.’
‘Why don’t I believe you?’
‘In this instance I think she’s done very well.’
‘But why me?’ she pressed again.
He hesitated, but decided he might as well be honest. ‘Because you’re Australian.’
She frowned at that. ‘You’ll have to explain.’
‘At the end of our marriage,’ he told her, playing with the cutlery still lying on the table, ‘you’ll need to walk away. I don’t want television and newspapermen in your face for the rest of your life. I’d imagine you don’t want that either.’
‘No,’ she said, startled.
‘This marriage will create publicity.’ He paused. ‘You know I’ve been engaged to be married before?’
‘I did know that,’ she said, a trace of sympathy entering her voice. This man stood to inherit the rulership of this tiny country and you couldn’t cross the border without hearing the gossip. ‘Her name was Lissa and she was killed in a car crash three years ago.’
‘With my father.’
‘I’d heard that as well.’ Her face softened still further. ‘I’m sorry.’
He shrugged off her sympathy. He didn’t need it. He just needed to make her see why it mattered. ‘Then maybe you’ll understand why I don’t want to get emotionally involved again.’
‘Hence Belle.’ She nodded wisely, thinking of what the gossip columnists said about Alastair’s companion. ‘I can see that, too.’
He heard the gentle criticism—the same concern that came from his mother when she asked whether he was sure he was doing the right thing—and it stung. ‘Belle will make me a very good wife.’
‘I’m sure she will.’
His eyes narrowed, but Penny-Rose’s face was cordiality itself.
‘Apart from the virtue bit,’ she added. ‘That’s hard. To be hit now for flings you had in your youth. So…’ She cocked her head. ‘You’re not in love with Belle?’
‘I’m not in love with anyone.’
‘No?’ She was like a brightly inquisitive sparrow, he thought, impossible to take offence at. But she was insistent. She was still waiting.
‘No. I’m not in love with anyone,’ he repeated stiffly. ‘After Lissa, it’s impossible.’
‘Lissa was some lady?’
‘We were second cousins and we grew up together,’ he told her, his voice softening. ‘We were the best of friends.’
He received a probing look as Penny-Rose thought this through. ‘So… You’re thirty-two now, and you didn’t get engaged until three years ago. They say you’d only just become engaged when she was killed. And you and Lissa were friends for years.’ She paused and thought it through some more. ‘Then after years of friendship, passion suddenly overtook you so you decided to marry?’
He frowned at that, and fingered his wineglass, sending shards of candlelight glistening through the Burgundy. ‘Aged almost thirty, we realised how good friendship could be.’
‘So you weren’t in love with Lissa either?’
His face darkened. ‘I loved Lissa.’ And from the way he’d said it, she was sure it was the truth. But maybe he hadn’t loved her as a man could love a woman. Or…as she’d always hoped a man could love a woman.
For heaven’s sake… What would she know? she thought suddenly. Maybe what she was thinking of was a romantic dream. It was a dream she’d always had at the back of her mind, but still just a dream for all that.
She could hardly probe any further down that road, but there was still something not quite right. She sipped her wine and wrinkled her freckled nose. ‘And Belle?’ she pressed. ‘She’s a friend, too?’
‘Not like Lissa was, but…’ Alastair hesitated, but this was a major commitment he was asking of this woman, and it was important for him to be honest. He knew that. If she agreed, she had to know exactly what she was letting herself in for. ‘Belle’s an interior decorator—a partner with my Paris architectural firm. She knows what I expect in a woman, she entertains my clients magnificently and she doesn’t interfere with my need for privacy.’
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