Bab 28: Chapter 28 Royal Fake smiles.

"Unless you love someone, nothing else makes any sense." ~ E. E Cummings.

"Mrs. Apostolidi." The Prince said looking at the list in his hand. He raised his head from the white sheet to look at the woman who sat gracefully opposite him. She had big brown eyes, blonde beehive hairstyle, average in height, chubby in weight. The Prince took his time looking at every small impressionable quality about the people who he had been questioning for this important task.

"My Prince, it's an honor to be in your presence." She said quickly probably nervous.

"It says here you have been a midwife for eight years?" He said briskly straight to the point. Prince Alexius was still bitter about the little frisky ruckus he had with his father.

She nodded.

"All deliveries were successful ?" He questioned.

"Your highness, at times it is not in the hands of men. Only God so-" She was interrupted.

"Does that imply not all deliveries were successful?" He raised an eyebrow.