Love For Hire

Kinsley stood at the table with Nicholas and his siblings as his parents entered the dining room. Once the King and Queen were seated, everyone else took their seats. Kinsley thanked the maid that placed her meal on the table before her. Everyone began to eat, but as usual, Nicholas sat at the table calm and relaxed, not touching his meal but drinking his wine and refilling his glass.

“Are you not eating?” Naya asked when she noticed her son had not so much as picked up his fork.

“I am not hungry,” he said. Kinsley had been at the palace with Nichols for nearly two weeks, and she had only seen him pick at his food, only eating a few mouthfuls occasionally. In all honesty, she had no idea how he managed to get through every day without fainting or experiencing weakness.

“You must eat to keep up your strength,” Naya lectured. Kinsley had to agree with his mother to a point. She would feel better if he ate more.

“I am strong enough,” he muttered, lifting his wine to his lips.

“I insist you eat,” Naya ordered.

“I must regretfully defy your insistence, Mother.”

“Nicholas…” She snarled his name.

“Nauseous Mother,” he snapped back, harshly, instantly silencing her. “Nauseous… I am always nauseated. The medications you insist on have Octavius force on me turns my stomach, and the only reason I am not on my knees bent over the toilet violently vomiting all day every day is I do not eat. So, do me the courtesy of getting off my back,” he hissed.

The whole room went quiet, and Kinsley felt awkward being witness to the royal family’s discontent. “So, Kinsley,” Teegan piped up, ending the uncomfortable silence that hung in the air, “how long have you and Nickolas been seeing each other?”

“Long enough,” Nicholas answered for her.

“Well, how did you two meet?” Teegan asked, addressing Kinsley once more.

again. He then reached out and took her hand then smiled. “I thought she was utterly enchanting and knew I had to have her. Besides, when I recently lost my vision, she

blood of royalty in your veins. After all, it is not like women seduce men

table. The worse part was neither Nicholas nor she could refute his accusation that Kinsley was only with him for the money. Though she was quickly developing feelings for Nicholas, it had been the

table. “That is what I thought. Well then, let us put all the cards out on the table,” he said, turning his gaze to Kinsley. “You are a pauper, a common unimpressive peasant, who is below my son’s station and breeding. He is so far out of your league you two are not even in the same universe. Let me debunk the fantasies swirling in your mind. He

you. You will never be a princess. He will not make you a queen; because, though it breaks my heart, he will never live long enough to be King. If you think he will leave you anything in his will after he passes, you are sorely mistaken because everything he has is mine. My kingdom, my palace, my wealth; when he dies, you will return to the streets penniless

am willing to so much as even tolerate your existence is that I love my son,

down at her meal and realized she had lost her appetite. “Excuse

anger was clear on his face. “I would like to point out, Father, that everyone at the table is a guest in what is my home. And until I am cold in the ground, it is MY home, and out of everyone at this table, Kinsley was invited… you were

bed. “Nicholas, I am sorry about leaving dinner. I just could not…”

are arrogant. The downside to wealth

“Nicholas…”

given the circumstances not many women would,” his hand caressed her face affectionately. “He was right about one thing. You do make me happy. When my world has been nothing but black and dark for so long,

he could not see her well. It meant he could not see the tears she was trying so hard not to let fall. His words were touching. She was happy to hear he was happy with her because she was happy with him. In a short time, she had developed feelings for this

them to ever make him question those feelings. She reached up and placed her hand over his and turned her head, placing a kiss on his palm and

together questioningly. “What?” He

the million dollars; I do

His hands fell away, and he took a

be your employee. I

unsure. “If not for the money,

“You.”