Few minutes later, Prince Richard went back to his empty table and wondered why Ziva had not returned.
“Should I cancel your date’s order, Your Majesty?” the waitress asked.
“No, but could you check what’s keeping her so long?” he asked charmingly.
“I’m afraid she left a while back, Your Majesty,” she responded.
“Left?” he asked, his heart sinking.
The waitress nodded “When you were with the other Lady, she left through that door,” she explained, pointing at the back door.
“Damn it!” he cursed inside, he had not thought of her using the back door. Standing up, he took big strides towards the door, leaving the waitress not knowing what to do with their order.
“She went that way, Your Majesty,” the security at the door said when he noticed him looking around.
“Thank you,” he
