Chapter 18
The bed shook and, with her eyes closed, Donna twisted to avoid whatever caused the shaking. She tugged the covers over her head to block the light, but the mattress near her knees dipped.
She peeked through the sheet and saw that Blackwell was creating the earthquake. Already dressed in black pants and a light blue button down shirt, he looked ready for the day. She sat, rubbed her eyes and asked, “What’s going on?”
“My mother is speaking to the Queen.” He motioned with his head toward the window.
Her heart stopped. She wasn’t ready for company. She was naked. She asked with a hitched breath, “The Queen of England, or the Queen of Avce?”
He stood and offered his hand to help her out of bed. “Avce. And technically they are in the dowager house.”
Thankfully. His mother was
