That usually kept his attention razor-sharp.īut for some reason not tonight. Though few around him realized it, he had a far more dangerous game to play. "Let it ride," he said, his voice hoarse. He glanced back at the roulette wheel and shrugged, pulling his tie loose and shoving back the sleeves of his Italian suit. "Your Highness?" the croupier nudged, waiting for his call. Lately the women had become as interchangeable as all the other decorative items in his life. What was her name again? It didn't really matter. The noise of the crowd in the casino was giving him a headache, and he found himself shrugging away the caresses of the exotic lady who had draped herself up against his body like a sleazy silk scarf. Crown Prince Andre Rastava of the Royal House of Diamante, rulers of Gemania, was bored, and when he got bored he tended to get restless.
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