Chapter 10

The Viscount was a bit woozy after the strong hit on his face, so he had to wait a few seconds before he could stand on his feet again…

"I hope you can understand the rules now, Viscount." said Joseph, still with the evil smile on his face. "And if I'll see you again in Her Majesty's suite without permission, I won't fear to use my gun… I'm sure I was clear."

"You won't get away with it!" cried the Viscount angrily.

"We will see it." answered Joseph in a firm voice. "Shades. I think the Viscount is leaving." said Joseph to his earphone, when the doors opened and two security men appeared in the doorway. "Please escort Mr. Mabrey to his car and make sure of he left the palace grounds."

"Yes, Sir." answered the two security men at once.

"You will pay for this… You will pay for this." cried the Viscount, while they took him out…

Meanwhile Charlotte was standing in the back with Clarisse, who just stepped out from the bathroom. The scene was a bit barbaric, so Charlotte looked the queen with a worried face. That was not exactly what she got used to it, but non the less the only thing she could say was, "Ain't he sweet?" with a dreamy look on her face.

"…Um, yes you're right, Your Majesty." answered Charlotte when she found her voice again. "Joseph is irreplaceable."

"I could not say it better Charlotte… but there is one thing I am dreadfully sorry." said Clarisse and continued immediately, when Charlotte gave her a questioning look. "That I missed when Joseph knocked him out."

"Oh, don't worry about that." laughed Charlotte. "The security cameras recorded everything."

"Cool." was Clarisse's shocking answer.

"I beg your pardon Your Majesty…"

"Uh, I mean it's pretty good."

"Yes, it is, Your Majesty." Charlotte chuckled.

OOOOOOOOOOOO

After the Viscount left the room, Joseph closed the door and walked over to her…

"Well, you don't have to worry anymore." smiled Joseph and grabbed her hands. "I'll keep an eye on him."

"Thank you." smiled Clarisse and wanted to kiss him, but suddenly she stopped. "Oh, I nearly forgot about the cameras."

"I knew I've wanted to tell you something." smiled Joseph and drew her closer. "The cameras are out of order in your room."

"What a shame."

"Yes, indeed." chuckled Joseph.

"And… Are you planning to mend them?"

"I don't think it's necessary. But if you insist…"

"I insist, but it's nothing to do with cameras." smiled Clarisse mischievously and kissed him long, while Joseph could not resist and wrapped his arms around her, until they completely lost themselves in kissing.

When she could register the outside world again, she was leant against his chest and Joseph was slowly kissing her ear…

"Hm…" murmured Clarisse with eyes closed still smiling. "That's so good."

"I think you still don't know what you are doing to me." said Joseph teasingly. "You are a dangerous woman, you know."

"Dangerous?" Clarisse chuckled.

"Yes, you have a great effect on men… The Viscount has to visit you on and on in your private chambers… Maybe he can catch a good moment."

"What?!"

"You know, maybe he can see a bit more than on a simple party. But he will be killed before he would do it, don't worry."

"Wait! So that wasn't an accident when he saw me in my lingerie? But I thought he just…"

"Oh, my darling. That's what I love in you so much, your endless naivety. You cannot think that a man is just 'accidentally' pop in your suite and 'accidentally' see you half-naked."

"… So that wasn't an accident too, when you saw me in the shower." cried Clarisse and looked at him challenged.

"No. That was really an accident." said Joseph and held up his hand. "I swear."

"I don't believe you."

"Look, if it would be planned, I would arrived a little later when you throw off your towel."

"I dare say." laughed Clarisse and had a playful smack at him. "So you think Mabrey…"

"He has a crash on you. That's evident."

"No." cried Clarisse with disbelieve.

"Yes. I know the symptoms. But you don't have to worry, because I will gain him over with… you know, that it is not a wise idea." smiled Joseph.

"… Just…"

"Yes?"

"I'm just thinking. You know, that affair was long ago, and I cannot believe that he could not forget it. I mean that I was such a great effect on him.

"You were, believe me. And actually not the Viscount is the only one who cannot forget you." said Joseph with a grin and stoked her blazer.

"Oh, no. Still that blouse thing?" asked Clarisse with false displeasure.

"I cannot get it out of my head…"

"Then I will help you to forget." smiled Clarisse.

"Really? And how?"

"Let it be enough, that my next meeting will be at eleven o'clock." smiled Clarisse mischievously and kissed him…

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A few hours later in the Viscount's house….

"Yes…. Yes, you're right." said Mabrey to the phone. "But you don't know what I know…. No, it's nothing to do with him… No. Guess what, I was smoking in the backyard while I waited for the appointment, and I heard a gossip… Yes, I know you love gossips." laughed the Viscount. "So the maids say, that the queen spends more and more time outdoor. And when she comes back she seems to feel like a new woman. It's strange isn't it? … And you know what it means, don't you?" laughed Mabrey viciously. "Exactly. She has a lover. Brilliant! That will be the scandal of the year! So the only thing we have to do is to catch her…"

To be continued