Royally Kidnapped by the Prince novel Chapter 13

KENNEDY

“Wow! Nice apartment.” Serenity wandered around. “I mean, wow!”

“You mean how could I afford it? I told you my roommate is far richer than Donald Trump.”

“I can see that.” She slid to the stool. “Why did he choose a small apartment if he could afford the whole building or a penthouse?”

“Good question. And who is he, by the way?” Siena grabbed her champagne that we used to toast earlier for my upcoming assignment.

Until now, Thayer was still a mystery to me, but I would lie if I didn’t miss him since he left twenty-two hours ago. Out of sexual frustration and how we ended, I put my vibrator to good use last night. I came after I thought of filthy stuff we did together. After that, I felt guilty for imagining him between my thighs. Gosh! I was so screwed up.

“Ken?” Siena nudged me. “You’re flushed. Oh, my God!” 

I was startled in my seat. “What?”

“Is he your new guy?”

My face burned further. “No!”

“Liar. Remember, you deserve better than your ex, Ken. He’s an asshole. Now tell me this mystery guy.” Siena waited patiently. “You’re gonna be late for your flight if you won’t start telling us.”

“I promise, I’m gonna tell you everything when I come back. You don’t know I might meet a hot guy during my trip,” I said excitedly.

Serenity didn’t find me funny. They both knew that I was only stalling.

“Just his name, Ken. What’s so hard about it? It’s not that I would be interested in your new man.” She rolled her eyes.

“Can I ask you guys, something?”

“About what? For sex advice? Go ahead sleep with any attractive men. Have fun. You deserve it.”

“You just came out from a nasty breakup. You deserve to have a little fun,” Serenity surprised me to agree with Siena.

“Thanks, guys. But I have work to do. Later, I’ll enjoy sex if I get my promotion.”

“Come on. You’re almost there. What’s so bad about exploring something new? Just be careful,” Serenity said.

“I’ll see if I have time. I still don’t know where to go, though. Alessia only told me to bring winter clothes.”

“Oh? You might be traveling to the North Pole to interview Santa.”

I gasped. I remembered Thayer mentioned Levi. Would I be interviewing someone from Levi? I shook that thought out of my head.

“Is it so bad of giving little details? Like what language they speak, do their men wear kaftans?” Siena said.

“What do you know anything about Alessia?” 

Siena shrugged. “Nothing much. She came from a rich family, I guess. She was featured in a business magazine and Icon, but mostly about her jobs, achievements, but her background? Nada. Why?”

“Nothing. I feel like this task is full of mystery.”

***

I met up with Alessia at the airport for my other travel documents and my assignments. After handing me the large manila envelope, she told me that my flight would leave in two hours. Then she left. 

“Oh, my God.” I slumped my ass down the sofa in the waiting area. I just figured that my destination was Winterbourn, Triberis Capria. 

“Sir, can I ask you something?” I asked the old man occupying the seat beside me.

“Of course, dear.” 

“What’s the language they speak in Winterbourn?”

The old man looked at me in shock and confusion. “You’ve never visited Winterbourn?”

“As a matter of fact, this is my first time.”

“And you have no idea where to go or what to do there?” There was this look again.

“I was on assignment.”

“Uh-huh. You’re a reporter?” He looked at me from head to toe.

I shook my head. “I work in a magazine. And I’m counting on my promotion, so I have to interview probably a government official or someone popular in the country.”

“If what I heard is correct, the Prince, Duke of Guardion is getting engaged. That’s the best feature you can print in your magazine.”

“What? They have a monarchy?”

“For a magazine reporter, shouldn’t you be researching before you jump into that plane?”

I chuckled. He had a point. “I’d like to surprise myself.”

“Well, good luck to you, dear.”

“Thanks. I badly need one now.” I smiled.

The old man smiled back. “I believe we just started boarding.”

“We’re on the same flight?”

“I think so, dear.”

***

I woke up to the announcement overboard, and I got a few minutes to freshen up. A few minutes later, the plane landed. 

I slept throughout the flight. I was grateful to Alessia for booking a first-class ticket for me, or I wouldn’t be able to rest in a crowded economy class. 

I kept a few notes in my head. Triberis Capria was ruled by a monarchy under constitutional laws, meaning they also had a prime minister. 

Interesting.

“Ladies and gentlemen, please remain seated until the plane is parked at the gate. Thank you for flying with us today, and we welcome you to Angales, Winterbourn.”

I reached out for my phone. I found a message from Alessia.

Alessia: I hope you would find the answer you’ve been looking for.

My brows knitted. Cryptic much?

Then one text from Siena. The other two were from Serenity and Faith, wishing me luck and enjoying men.