Chapter 14

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"I would like to know that what would happen if Mabrey would, you know… die?" asked Joseph and waited for Charlotte to say something, "…Are you still there?"

"Yes, sorry. I was just thinking," answered Charlotte, "I still have to check a few things, but I think it wouldn't be a real solution. I mean it's a big family and maybe the most of them would not dare to come up with such a thing as the Viscount, but I'm sure we could find a few other bastards like him."

"Yes, I know what you say."

"Stop it!" cried Charlotte.

"What?"

"Not you…can we talk later?"

"Are you ok?"

"Yes, yes. Bye," she mumbled and already put down the phone, "Princess!" she cried and stopped Mia's hand, because she was hitting her,

"Why don't you ever tell me anything? I just disappear to my wardrobe for a few minutes until I change, then when I came back a whole season ran down?"

"I JUST wanted to tell you, that's why I'm here…"

"And I have to get the info from Lionel? I mean come on!"

"Calm down, everybody is ok now."

"I only hope so… because I was NOT there!"

"Your grandmother is taking care of Joe, so you do not have to worry about him."

"Really?" she immediately changed to a naughty grin,

"Taking care of his LEG,"

"Ok, ok." Mia protested, "But I'm sure grandma is not that 'shy' as people may think of her,"

"Knowing you, I can imagine that," remarked Charlotte just for herself. "But now we have to face with all the chaos downstairs."

"I cannot see the problem. Mabrey is in the hospital, sleeping from all the pills he got, and I'm sure…" she softened her voice, "If we can convince the doctor he won't wake up for a while."

"Mia, this is…" she rolled her eyes, then started thinking, "Not a bad idea at all, let it be Plan B."

"Sure," she winked, "And those people downstairs are easy as pie. I mean I cannot wait for their reactions, especially when they will see the wedding-cake,"

"What have you done with it?"

"Let it be enough that I was a bit hungry."

"You just not started to eat it?" Charlotte was shocked,

"No!" she protested, "I haven't touched the cake… only the figure on top of it."

"You mean?"

"There's a chance that the groom does not have a… head."

"Very artistic,"

"Thank you," she smiled, "But now, I'm gonna move next to Grandma's suite," she said determined and grabbed a few clothes,

"Why?"

"What do you think? Because I do not want to miss a second,"

"Oh my God…" she sighed, but Mia was already outside, "You really want to move next to them?" asked Charlotte half running after Mia,

"Don't look at me that way! I'm not moving to their sofa, it's another suite, like… another flat."

"But…"

"You can move in too if you want to be close to the 'happenings'. It's big enough."

"No way!" cried Charlotte, when Mia turned around surprised, "I mean… I live downstairs. You know it would be a bit strange."

"Like Joe's moving in?"

"You know how I mean it,"

"Yes of course," she chuckled wholeheartedly, "I know you need peace, at least at the end of the day."

"But I'm here if you need me,"

"After all, the girls just wanna have some fun, right?"

"Exactly," chuckled Charlotte as they closed the door behind them,

"I will arrange everything here later," said Mia as she just threw down her stuff to the bed, "But now, we have a party!"

"Yes, and that's the biggest problem. I mean I still don't know what we're going to say,"

"Well, I think they would not believe us whatever we would come up."

"That's right."

"And I'm also sure there're already a few versions outside, so why don't we mixing it up a bit?"

"Mixing it up?" she asked unsure,

"Yes," winked Mia, "Why don't we tell a different story to everyone we will talk tonight, hm?"

"Oh my God…"

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Inside the Royal Suite…

"Have I fallen asleep?" asked Clarisse as she started to wake up in Joseph's arms,

"Yes, just for a few minutes," he smiled lovingly, "But you really needed after these hectic days,"

"Yes, I think we both need a little relax," she smiled, gently touching his knee, "How are you feeling?"

"Oh, it's much better now… from the kisses." he added and she started chuckling,

"Yes, that must be the reason."

"I'm sure of it."

"I know you are sure," she smiled and gave him a quick kiss, but then she put on a serious face, "Do you…"

"Do I what?" he asked her lovingly,

"Do you think it was intentional? I mean that he hit you right on your knees and not anywhere else."

"Yes, that's sure because I saw that he looked for the best position to hit me there."

"That bloody bastard," hissed Clarisse and tried to get up,

"Please, stay… just a little more,"

"Oh, Joseph," she could not help, but chuckled. "I just wanted to change the towel."

"This one is perfect," he winked, "But if you want to appear at the dinner."

"No," she protested immediately, "I have nothing to do with that dinner and by the way it's his 'party' so he has to be the host tonight,"

"I do not think he can walk."

"Well… bad luck," she remarked sarcastically.

"So you do not want to go down?"

"Are you kidding?" she looked at him a bit surprised, "All I want to do is staying 'at home' tonight and spending the evening with you."

"That's the answer I wanted to hear," he chuckled, when she realized that he was just teasing her,

"Then we made the deal," she smiled, "You will relax here and I will take care of you."

"That will be perfect, and I have another idea as well…" he tried to hide his smile,

"Oh, and what is on your mind?" she asked playfully,

"You know which day it is today, right?"

"Which day?"

"Let me help you, which NIGHT?"

"Ah, you mean it's my wedding night, right?" she chuckled, "... Oh Joseph,"

"Why? We have to celebrate,"

"I thought you had a knee injury," she teased him gently,

"That would never hold me back," he smiled and stopped her chuckling with a passionate kiss,

OOOOOOOOOOO

Next morning, they were already up when Mia stormed in as always, now with a lot of newspapers in her hand,

"'Morning everyone!" she cried as she closed the door with her leg,

"I think I will rather say nothing…" sighed Clarisse, rolling her eyes.

"That's a wise decision grandma," she chuckled, "Hey Joe, are you feeling better? I heard what happened yesterday."

"Yeah, it's much better now thanks to…"

"What is in your hand sweetie?" Clarisse cut him of in time, "Morning news?"

"Exactly," she handed them a few, "You are on the cover of every newspaper grandma. They say it's the biggest scandal since… actually I do not think there was a bigger one here before."

"That was a compliment?"

"Absolutely," chuckled Mia,

"Then let's see what they say," she mumbled and started looking them. "What Is Her Majesty Hiding?," she looked up questioningly,"The Black Queen Takes It All? The Queen is…" Clarisse looked up shocked,"PREGNANT?"

To be continued…