‘Were you crying the morning I called you and you said that you had a cold?’
Felicia nodded.
‘I have spoken with my father. I have told him that I have chosen my bride...’
And as she winced, as she braced herself to hear the chosen name, he pulled out a diamond that was familiar. He told her that soon it would be mounted on gold and worn on her finger.
‘Every time I looked at this I knew I would be okay, and I want the same for you...’
The diamond had reassured him that come what may he would be taken care of, and in handing it over to Felicia he afforded her the same reassurance.
‘Marry me?’
Never in her wildest dreams had she thought she might hear those words from Kedah.
Liar.
Had his driver been there he might have stood and applauded—and, yes, she might have joined in. For, yes, in her wildest dreams she had hoped that one day he would say those words, that there might somehow be hope for them.
‘I didn’t want you to be your father’s son.’ It was a terrible confession to make. ‘I feel so guilty, because I’ve been hoping and wishing that you weren’t because then there might be a chance for us...’
‘I make my own chances, Felicia, and there is no need to feel guilty. I am glad that you wanted a chance for us.’ He thought back to Mohammed’s cruel words. ‘It is wonderful that you love me whether or not I might one day be King.’
It would make her a princess, who would one day be Queen, and an extremely worrying thought occurred.
‘Kedah, there’s going to be the most terrible scandal...’ Even if they married this week there would always be a question over the dates. ‘I’m pregnant...’
She was starting to panic, for no spin doctor could fix this—no dates could be changed—and it would be she, Felicia, who brought discredit to his name.
Yet Kedah smiled. ‘Really?’
‘I took a test. They’re going to know that we...’
‘Felicia.’ Kedah still smiled. ‘If my people are going to be shocked that we have slept together, that I am not a virgin, then they don’t know me at all.’
He made her laugh through her tears.
‘But they do know me, and they care for me—just as they will care for you.’
‘You’re not cross?’
‘Cross? I am stunned, I am thrilled and I am scared that you might not have told me.’
‘I was trying to work out how.’
‘Together we will sort out our problems,’ he said. ‘And right now I can’t see that we have any. Can you?’
Felicia thought for a moment, but not long and hard.
Oh, there would surely be problems, but they would deal with them together.
She could cope with anything.
After all, she had Kedah’s love.
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