“I’d like to add to your security force for your journey home,” Queen Giselle said. “We’re never more vulnerable than when we’re traveling. If they’re going to make another attempt, that’ll be when.”
“Thank you, Ma’am.” Efren inclined his head. “I appreciate and accept your generous offer.”
The queen gazed at her lone son. “Marcelo is a sweet and gentle young man.” She sighed, then returned her regard to Efren. “And he’s clearly besotted with you now. Keep him safe, and see that you continue to merit his regard.”
She gave Efren no chance to reply, instead striding away to give orders to a guard, apparently instigating the promised arrangement. Efren sought out Denis so his security captain could prepare for the additional men.
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