Written by Sharon Kendrick
Read by Jenny Sterlin
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For a moment she thought she must have misheard him. Either that, or she was going crazy. And maybe she was. For hadn't her foolish dreams of love just been dealt a death-blow in time-honoured fashion? From her position behind the reception desk where she was covering for the receptionist's lunch-break, Cathy stared up at her boss in disbelief and tried not to think about the crumpled-up letter which was lying in the bottom of her handbag. Or the battering to her self-esteem which had left her feeling lonely, and wounded.

'Sorry.' She cleared her throat, wondering if he was having some kind of joke at her expense. 'For a minute then, I thought you said—'

'A prince? Yes, I did.' Rupert's smirk was supercilious, his upper-crust English accent even more pronounced than usual, as he paused to allow the significance of his statement to sink in. A royal prince is going to be gracing our hotel with his presence—what do you think of that, Cathy?'