her fears.
Zarah jumped up and pulled her sister’s hand, trying to get her out the door to greet their older brother. “Come on, let’s go see Sidra and Rashid . I’m sure she’s feeling a bit left out and overwhelmed right about now.”
Isla laughed and shook her head, but allowed herself to be pulled out of the chair so she could follow her sister. “I doubt it. She’s probably just furious that she’s back with all of our prying eyes instead of hiding away in some secluded place enjoying her new husband.”
“Rashid isn’t someone to enjoy,” Zarah challenged. “He’s more of an endurance .”
“Is that any way to talk about your favorite brother?” the man in question strolled in to the dining room.
Zarah instantly spun around and threw her arms around him, giving him a huge hug. “Oh, you know I love you but you’re a royal pain in the neck sometimes too.”
Rashid returned his baby sister’s hug, but his eyes skimmed over to Isla who had returned to the table. She was sipping a cup of coffee and he could see the nervousness in her eyes. Briefly, he wondered if she already knew what he was about to say, but couldn’t figure out how that might be possible.
After releasing Zarah, h e moved over to the side table and poured himself another cup of coffee , grateful for the brew since he’d been without for the past week and a half. Sidra’s pregnancy has caused her to have a severe reaction to the scent of coffee so he’d banned it from their honeymoon. He might even ban it from the palace if she fainted again. There was no way he would put his new wife in danger. Or his unborn child.
With a sigh of satisfaction, he took a long sip of the caffeinated brew, then closed his eyes as he instantly felt the beverage seep into every cell of his body. There was no doubt that he was addicted to the stuff but he’d give it all up if it would help Sidra.
He glanced to his right, noticed Isla sitting at the table, staring at him as if she were bracing for something horrible to happen. He set the coffee down and turned to watch her, knowing he couldn’t avoid facing the conversation he had to now have.
“Would you excuse us, Zarah?” he asked his sister, still looking towards Isla. “I need to talk to Isla alone.”
Zarah looked from her sister to her brother, then back again. “Sure,” she said, already worried just from the anxious look on her siblings ’ faces . “But I might as well stay. It isn’t as if I won’t know what’s going on a few moments after you tell Isla.”
Rashid turned to her and glared. “Go!” he commanded and was relieved when she obeyed. It c ontinued to astound him that he could command everyone but these two daring women.
When they were alone, he turned to Isla, looking down at her carefully. “How have you been this past week?” he asked and sat down next to her, sipping his coffee and trying to appear casual.
Isla didn’t like the look on her brother’s face at all. “I’ve been fine. But if you don’t tell me what you are trying to avoid telling me, then things are not going to be fine.”
He sighed and nodded his head, acknowledging that there was an important issue to discuss. “I have had a request while away and I’ve taken a great deal of time to consider it.”
“You’ve chosen my husband,” she said and her heart plummeted. She carefully placed the coffee cup in the saucer, trying to not allow it to clatter with her shaking hands. This was the news she’d been dreading, but she also knew that it was inevitable. She’d had no illusions that she could continue on as she had been. Marriage was an absolute. “ W ho is he?”
“He’s actually a man I approached about two years ago , suggesting that you might be an asset to him but he wasn’t ready for a wife at that point. He wasn’t sure if things were safe enough or how people would accept him. But since then,