The following day, Ziva picked up her ringing phone and instantly recognised the number.
“Hi, Isa,” she answered while Prince Richard placed his finger over his mouth signalling her not to reveal his presence.
Ziva nodded, he had already told her that his family did not know about his visit to Asherway.
“Lady Ziva, this is King Cedric. May I speak to my son, please,” a surprisingly soft spoken voice asked.
Ziva opened her eyes wide, Prince Richard’s parents knew where he was after all. “Yes, Your Highness,” she responded, passing the phone to Prince Richard. “It’s your father,” she whispered.
Prince Richard cursed under his breath before answering. “Dad,” he answered innocently.
“Richard of Leap, what has gotten to you?” King Cedric asked.
“I had to fix things with Ziva, Dad,
