(Note this is a little short and I hope to have an extra posting by this weekend but we’ll see. I didn’t want anyone to suffer withdrawals LOL!)
Trell watched Bella as if she were a new and interesting bug he’d only just discovered. “What do you mean get off the list?”
She thought her statement said it all. “I mean how do I get off the list. I have no wish to be the queen in waiting.” The king might be gorgeous and she adored his sons but she’d rather put spikes beneath her nails than go through the paces to be queen.
Trell’s mouth dropped open. “I don’t think anyone has ever not wanted to be queen before.”
Bella sighed. “I’m sorry but I’m not cut out to be a queen I’m a chef and that’s about as much responsibility as I’m willing to tak one.”
“Is it the princes?” Trell asked. “They are a handful.”
Trell gave her a commiserating look as if he understood her viewpoint.
“What? No! There’s nothing wrong with the boys. They are sweet intelligent children who need someone to love them.”
“Hmm,” Trell rubbed his chin. “Is it the king then? Some people think he comes across as a little hard but I think he’ll be good for the right woman.”
Bella shook her head. “It’s not the king, he’ll make some woman a great husband.” Bella thought about the king’s interactions with his children and the courteous way he treated the staff. Not to mention the man was drop dead gorgeous. There wasn’t anything wrong with the king.
“So what’s the problem?”
“I don’t want to be queen!” Bella almost shouted in frustration. “It isn’t the king’s fault or the princes’ fault, I only want to cook and be a chef and some day settle down with a suitable man, one my brothers would have to approve.”
Trell grinned. “So if your brother agreed the king made a good husband for you you’d go ahead and petition to be queen.
“Maybe,” Bella shrugged. She couldn’t even envision what it would take for all four of her brothers to agree a man was worthy enough for their little sister. They’d chased enough suitors off when she first began dating that she knew their reactions to anyone she dated. No one deserved to be with their little sister. Any man she decided to marry would have to have solid brass balls and possibly be bullet and knife proof.