"Security-Overide"

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Chapter Two:

The beautiful brunette found she could hardly swallow as the Queen of Genovia began walking towards her. She suddenly felt at ease as the queen enveloped her in a warm smile but then she glanced back at the man in black the Queen had just walked away from and her ease was gone as his piercing gaze momentarily left the woman coming towards her and shot straight to the writers face almost knocking the breath out of her as she read the clear warning in his eyes. The brunette's gasp seemed to satisfy him and his gaze swiftly returned to the form if his Queen.

Somehow the writer recovered, she found her voice, though a little shaky, as she stepped forward. "Hello Your Majesty" She bowed slightly and reached her hand out. "It is such a privilege to meet you! My name is Diana James. Thank you so much for giving me a few moments of your time. I appreciate how valuable your time must be."

"Thank you, Ms. James!" The Queen accepted Diana's outstretched hand with her own as she studied the writer's face. She had learned long ago to trust her instincts, you could read a lot in a person's eyes after all the eyes are the windows to one's own soul, she reminded herself. The Queen confirmed what she read in the woman's eyes as she accepted the woman's hand, she could be trusted. There was a gentleness and warmth about her, a little nervousness but also a fierce determination. Clarisse knew she already liked this woman.

Diana James had thought of nothing else but this moment for so long now and had practiced it over and over again in her head but now that it was here she found she couldn't remember anything. One thing was for certain though, the smile and the warmth in the Queens eyes it matched in every way those of Prince Phillipe. The writer took a deep breath as she studied the face of the beautiful woman before her and struggled to concentrate fully on what the woman was trying to say.

"Perhaps we should find a place a little more private before we begin this little interview?" Clarisse could already feel Joseph's familiar touch at the small of her back as she allowed herself to be guided away. She fought to control the contented sigh at Josephs gentle touch as it sent shivers through her body just as it had always done. Even if she did like this woman and she did, the woman was still a reporter after all and herself still a queen with a crown to protect.

Diana sighed in relief herself, grateful to have the extra time to pull her thoughts together as she followed the Queen and Joseph, passing through much more of Genovia's finest security as they entered a restaurant/bar that the writer was certain had been bustling with people and excitement only moments before but now was completely empty. The head of security seemed to be directing them back to the furtherest section leaving security in place as they went.

After the ladies were seated and Joseph felt certain his queen's safety was secured, he took his usual stance not far from her side, still enjoying the sensations he always felt as he guided her through anything with his hand at the small of her back. He chided himself , knowing full well he could not afford to let himself get lost in his thoughts. This reporter woman needed to know he meant business and once again his gaze and focus was on the two women and what they were saying.

"I must tell you, Ms James" Clarisse began her usual warning when conducting any interview. "You may ask any questions you wish pertaining to my granddaughter accepting her role as princess but if I feel it's too personal or in some way could jeopardize the crown I will in no way hesitate to move on or end this interview. Are we agreed, Ms James?"

"Of course, Your Majesty" Secretly, she wanted to scream, "Hell no!"

"Before we begin, I would like to just lay all the cards on the table, so to speak and just, well I have something I would very much like to show you as well as your head of security and I just wanted to do so in person, if that's alright with you." Diana had never stumbled over her words in her life as she did with that one sentence it seemed.

The warmth from the Queen's eyes vanished and was replaced with a cold yet reproaching look of let's just get this over with as Joseph immediately moved closer to her side.

"And just what cards are you holding, Ms James?" Joseph did not like playing games.

Clarisse dreaded what this could be about. Could she have really misjudged this woman or was it because she had foolheartedly tried to get the best of Joseph?

Tbc...