A week later when Ari was feeling better, she finally had that meeting with the hospital administrator about Henley's House. This time, Henley, her mother, and Vickie attended. Grayson had wanted to go, too, but Ari had to persuade him to let her go without him. After all, she couldn't live in fear for the rest of her life."This is a wonderful idea. I appreciate you bringing it to us," said the hospital administrator, Dr. Sienna Gallagher. "We look forward to hearing more about it. And please be sure to tell His Majesty King Maxwell Pierce and His Highness Grayson Pierce how much we appreciate it. Cancer patients, and their families, will be very appreciative."After speaking with Dr. Gallagher, and at Henley's insistence, Ari had decided to expand Henley's House to include all cancer patients treated at Estrea Medical Hospital, not just leukemia patients.Ari held out her hand. "The pleasure is ours. Thank you for offering us the land on which to build. I'll speak with my husband and
The next day, Grayson was working in his office at the castle when Xavier walked in. Without a word, he crossed the room to the television and flipped it on. Then he stood back and folded his arms across his chest."And in the news today," Ella J. Scott said to the camera. "The body of Prince Marcus Pierce was found in an old abandoned warehouse, along with the bodies of other men. One of the men has been identified as Piers Wingfield, former head of security for the Crown. King Maxwell Pierce and members of the Royal Family have made no comment as to the cause of death. In other news—"Xavier sighed, folding his arms across his chest. "I don't think you have to worry about paying Piers now.""Let's speak with Father," Grayson said, already headed toward the door.Xavier followed. "What should we tell him?"Grayson sighed, turning around to face him with his hand on their father's door. "The truth."Xavier looked at him for a moment, and then nodded his agreement.Grayson knocked on th
Grayson was proud of his father's efforts to unite Estrea once again. It was clear that the old ways were no longer working. It was time for a fresh start. And King Maxwell of Estrea was determined to do just that.The election was held the next month, as King Maxwell promised, and the Royal Council was selected. But through it all, the feeling in Estrea had been one of new hope. In the news, King Maxwell was praised for his bold initiative to bring the realm into the Twenty-First Century.A few weeks later, the first meeting of the Royal Council was held on April 1. The board voted to continue holding the meetings twice a month, on the first and third Mondays, to keep the council abreast of the happenings of Estrea. The king then promised to make the proceedings and decisions made by the council known to the public in the interest of full disclosure. There was also a procedure set in place for grievances, ensuring that everyone's concerns would be heard. "So, what about the name Maso
"Hey, Mom! What's going on?" Having seen who it was, college sophomore Ari Douglas answered her cell phone on the first ring. "You want me to bring something home tonight for dinner?" Ari usually stayed in her dorm room at New York University and went home to Queens to visit her mother and sister on the weekends. But she missed the last weekend, so she was making it up to her mother tonight."Don't worry about that now." Her mother's voice had a bit of an edge to it, like when she was a child and she didn't want to worry her."What's wrong, Mom?" Ari stopped on the campus sidewalk and bent her head toward the phone to listen.Her mother sighed. "Ari, it's nothing to worry about, but Henley collapsed on the track today.""What?" Ari's voice rose several octaves.Track was her sister's favorite sport and, when she wasn't in class, she spent every waking moment practicing for meets.Ari switched ears, shaking her head. "I knew that she was going to pass out one day from overworking hersel
Estrea, EuropeGrayson Pierce skipped up the stairs of his penthouse suite in downtown Estrea, a small sovereign European nation. Tired from the pressures of being a Prince of Estrea, he just wanted to go home and relax. Being the next in line to the throne didn't come without responsibility.As he walked in, he hoped that Dima, his fiancé, wasn't home, at least not for a while. Grayson needed a few moments to decompress before having to deal with her. Although he loved her, she was Dima Franz, the premier supermodel in Europe. And if she was home, there would surely be some ego stroking needed to pacify her. Even though he loved her, she was spoiled and a lot of work.His father, King Maxwell Pierce, had been badgering him to "be done with her" and "settle down", but Grayson wasn't ready. He chuckled to himself, wondering what his father would think if he married Dima. At least it would get him off his back for marrying but would open up a whole new can of worms. A part of Grayson th
The next morning, Grayson heard the distinct sound of his cell phone ringing. It sounded like music blaring off in the distance, pounding against his skull, but the more he came to his senses, the more he realized it was the ring tone he had for his brother. Why is Xavier calling me so early? he thought to himself, sleeping in his overstuffed, brown leather chair. But then he looked at the clock setting on the table next to him and it read ten o'clock in the morning. Not so early, I'll give him that.Grayson sat up and stretched, rubbing the back of his neck, stiff from having slept in a chair all night. The fireplace was still blazing from the night before. Luckily, it was October and cold enough in Estrea to keep him from dying of heat stroke in his sleep. He chuckled at the thought. When he stood, every muscle and bone in his body ached. He silently cursed, vowing never to fall asleep in his chair again. Although it was comfortable when sitting in it, it didn't make for good sleepi
Although Grayson didn't want to go out the next night, Carlton was having a party and he had to be there. But Grayson vowed to go and make an appearance, and then leave. If it wasn't Carlton throwing the party, he wouldn't have even bothered going. But he and Carlton had been friends for way too long to disappoint him now, even with everything that was going on in his life. Grayson had spent the last day trying to convince his father that he didn't beat Dima, hadn't even toughed her, and then he told him exactly what had happened. But no matter what his father thought, Grayson was way beyond caring now. After all, he didn't live his life for his father, even though he was King. Grayson had never succumbed to his father's every wish before, and he wasn't about to start now. But Grayson agreed that it was time for him to settle down.Grayson had had enough of family and ex-fiancé drama to last a lifetime. After this, he was ready for some normalcy. He had hated the thought of "normal" b
Grayson took a sip of his wine, but hardly touched his dinner, not in the mood to deal with his father. But he thought that he would get it over with. He hadn't seen his father since the incident, and he had nearly thrown a fit for him to come to the castle. This was their first family dinner in a while. It was a shame that it had to be under these circumstances.Grayson missed the days when his mother was alive. Back then, they had dinner together every evening, no matter what was happening in their lives. After she passed away of cancer, the family dinners just weren't the same. Grayson had been ten, and Xavier was eight when their world changed.After she passed, their father had become hard, not the carefree man that he had been when his wife was alive. He soon became distant, treating his family as a business firm and not a true family. But luckily, Grayson and Xavier had remained close over the years.Looking back, it was impossible to believe how they had survived it. But the ab