The new people arriving or returning hadn't come in to see them. Keira turned to Alexei, realizing now they didn't have their phones. The kidnappers must have taken them. Pretty stupid if they hadn't.
"What time do you think it is?" she asked.
Alexei looked out the window where the sky was starting to lighten. "I would say almost 7 am."
"I hate to think what my sisters are going through right now." Keira stood looking up at the window.
"You are the one being held hostage and you're worried about your sisters." There was no mockery in his tone, just a quiet observation.
Keira gave him a look that spoke volumes. "My sister Blair is pregnant."
Alexei's expression softened. He patted the floor beside him. "Tell me about your family."
"What, now?"
"What, you have somewhere else to be?" His attempt at humor fell flat, but Keira appreciated the effort.
She walked over to him, then sat down, putting her shoulder against his, seeking warmth as much as comfort. "Blair's my middle sister. She's married to Roman Kingston—"
"The billionaire?" Alexei's eyebrows raised. "I've met him at several charity functions."
"That's the one. She's expecting their first child." Keira's voice caught. "She worries too much under normal circumstances. This will be driving her insane."
"And your other sister?"
"Sutton. She's the oldest, the responsible one." Keira managed a small smile. "She has a little boy, Miles. She was a model once, but she's actually freakishly smart with computers. So I really hope she is involved right now. Her soon-to-be husband, Luca, owns Cyber10."
"De Santis? Another billionaire?" Alexei whistled softly. "Your family doesn't do things by halves."
"It wasn't always like that." Keira leaned her head back against the wall. "Well, it was early on, things changed after our parents died. We got part-time jobs while at school. I think it was good for us. Not losing our parents but working to get by."
Alexei stayed quiet, giving her space to continue or stop. The silence stretched between them, not uncomfortable but heavy with unspoken words.
"What about you?" she asked finally. "Tell me about your family. Not the royal biographies. The real stuff."
"Not much to tell." He shrugged, wincing slightly from the movement. "My father is... well, a king first and a father second. My mother died when I was young. My brother, Niko, is the perfect heir, dutiful, serious and married to the perfect princess. They haven't had children yet and that has put pressure on me."
"And you're the spare," Keira supplied.
"The problematic spare." His mouth twisted into something that wasn't quite a smile. "The one who makes headlines for all the wrong reasons."
"Is that on purpose?" She turned to study his profile in the dim light. "The headlines, the scandals."
He was quiet for so long she thought he wouldn't answer.


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