Chapter 2

Author’s Note: Biggest hug on Earth to my dear Rach for doing the beta! Thanks dear, you really made my day! And another hug to my faithful reviewers, namely to VictoriaGrant, negschainshaw, risingdancer, bluegirl-783, beMMADfabulous, One Special Lana, Vluy, Kristi-Julie and to ChickNick.

“He thinks we are already married,” said Clarisse when Mia’s eyes began to sparkle.

“I knew it!” cried Mia excitedly. “I knew it! I knew it! I knew it!” She was hysterical.

“I beg your pardon?” asked Clarisse flabbergasted. “Mia… DARLING! Could you calm down a bit? That’s really not what you think. I haven’t had a secret wedding or something like that with Joseph.”

“Really? Oh... Do you swear?”

“Of course! I really have no idea what he was talking about. For a moment I thought maybe I was just dreaming… I mean maybe I DOZED OFF a bit. But no, it was all real. He thinks that we’re married.”

“Maybe its because of his head injury,” added Mia.

“Yes, this is the only answer I could think of, but I will talk to the doctor first.”

“Anyway, it’s a good feeling, am I right?”

“What do you mean?” asked Clarisse at a loss.

“That he loves you and thinks you two are already married. I mean gosh, he is HOT!” Mia grinned. “If he was younger he would be the next king, at my side, that’s for sure.”

“He is m…” Clarisse bit the sentence quickly. “He is a dear friend of mine.”

“Friend, yeah,” winked Mia at Charlotte.

“And if he needs me to pretend to be his wife for his recovery, it is the most natural thing in the world that I help him.”

“Where on Earth are you getting that you have to pretend to be his wife?” laughed Mia.

“Erm… That’s obvious.” Clarisse slipped back to her queen form. “In his state he needs consistence, a stable world around him, if you prefer, and I will help in any way I can.”

“Aww, you’re such a dear Grandma.” Her voice was ironic now. “So generous… so helpful… so self-sacrificing.”

“Enough! I do not need your comments, young lady. I can handle him… erm the situation,” she corrected herself quickly.

“I’m pretty sure you can handle him,” remarked Mia with a naughty grin on her face then whispered to Charlotte. “Especially his certain points…”

“Is there a problem, Charlotte?” asked Clarisse on a firm voice, because her assistant turned red after Mia’s comment.

“No. Not at all, Your Majesty.”

“Fine. Then I’m going to talk with the doctor now,” she said and hastened away.

“Did she get peeved?” asked Charlotte guiltily.

“No. She is just a bit nervous I think. Just imagine, from now on she can spend endless private time with her Head of Security…LEGALLY. It’s like when you get into the candy store and you don’t know where to begin.”

“Do you think she will be brave enough?”

“Brave enough to REALLY enjoying her time with him?” asked Mia with a grin. “Well, I only hope she will. She is the most collected, the most duty filled woman I’ve ever met, but you know what they say, you never know…”

“I will keep my fingers crossed.”

“That’s very sweet Charlotte, but Fate also needs a little help sometime, so we will be here if the situation requires.” She smiled. “But you know, I’m a bit relaxed, because it’s up to Joe after all. I mean who else could sweep her off her feet more than Joe?”

“She will resist him…” said Charlotte sad.

“Yeah I know, but I’m sure she will give it up soon!”

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

After the consultation with the doctor, which was rather a convincing campaign, she was allowed to take Joseph home on her own responsibility, and now only the details remained to be discussed.

“So what did the doctor say?” asked Mia as her Grandmother returned. “Is he ok?”

“Yes, and we can go home.”

“Oh, so soon? Isn’t it a bit dangerous?”

“No. The doctor lives five minutes from the palace, so if anything happens he will come.”

“And what did he say about his amnesia?”

“Erm… I think I forgot to mention it.”

“Forgot to mention???” Mia cried. “Grandma, that’s not a tiny little detail in the story what you can slip through easily.”

“You know how the press is about these kind of stories…” Clarisse said in a lower voice. “If anybody found out… those people would not be interested in his injury, it would be a fact for them. They would proclaim from the housetop that we are married. And you know how insecure my reign is with the Von Trockens always looking to cause trouble.”

“But have you ever heard about medical privacy?”

“Of course I have heard about it Mia, but believe me at this level it’s just a slight snag.”

“But you must tell someone, we cannot play at the palace like everything is ok.”

“I will, but only to the staff, because at the palace everybody has high-priority clearance. And don’t complicate it, I will do the best as I can, that’s all.”

“Ok… As you wish,” smiled Mia. “Then let’s see the most important details…Where will he sleep? I mean I hope you know that you cannot send him back to his room after all.”

“What do you mean?”

“You know… you two are MARRIED!”

“AH! Erm… Yes. Yes, I think you’re right.” Clarisse was a bit confused. “He can sleep in the living room, because… he needs space to recover.” She smiled satisfied.

“Yeah I agree, BUT…”

“But what?”

“Have you ever seen the size of your bed? At least four people could fit in comfortably. So you cannot say to Joe that you just wanna give him space.”

“So that means…”

“You two will sleep in the same bed!”

“Well… if there’s no other solution, then let it be.”

To be continued….