Prince Michael had asked her to marry him. Was she hallucinating? Maybe she was dreaming. She blinked a couple of times. What in the world was going on? Had he really asked that of her? She shook her head in an attempt to shake the haze away. She let her eyes roam his face. She was looking for any signs that he was playing a prank on her. He was not the type to joke around. Was he ill? Had he gone mad?
He looked well enough. He looked healthy. She did not think he was crazy but she did not have the right qualifications to judge. She looked into his eyes searching for something that could give her a clue as to what was happening. His eyes were serious and scanning her face. His expression was expectant. What did he expect of her?
"I'm sorry," she got up from her seat and walked to the full-length window, "I don't understand."
