The Reality

Louis turned himself and stood before the mirror, combing his hair. He was already dressed, he needed to attend a few things before having a management meeting with the senior employees of the Hayden's cooperation.

"Grandma" Pamela chimed immediately she answered the phone. But her smile soon disappeared when she heard her grandma's voice go low.

"Are you alright,grandma?" Pamela asked in a shaking worried tone. Louis paused and turned to glance at her.

"What! Great grandfather?" Pamela exclaimed. She glanced at Louis and the latter saw her eyes gone red. Her complexion was ashen and immediately tears fell off her eyes.

"...the royal burial will be taking place in two days' time, and it will be with your grandfather's coronation. You must be there as the next heiress to the throne.

And don't forget what your grandfather said, you are yo bring your husband along, otherwise the crowning of the next heir might elude you…" Clarion explained.

"Great grandfather…"