The next day dawned too soon, and the hours seemed to pass by until the afternoon when my suitor and soon-to-be fiancé knocked on my door. Lucille opened the door for him, but I wasn’t far, and I could see behind Stephan that Liam made a face. He didn’t like my idea to get rid of Stephan, but at the same time, he wasn’t enjoying this story at all. Well, good for him. It was silly of me, but I believe that causing Liam some jealousy could help me to get him on board with my idea or give him any other one that we could use in our favor.Too soon, though, Lucille closed the door and excused herself to my dressing room, murmuring something that I could not understand. Stephan avoided the awkward silence and started talking:“Good afternoon, Caroline. I hope you are doing fine.”He seemed so formal towards me, that a little laugh escaped from my lips.“What are you laughing about?” He asked me promptly.“I’m sorry, Stephan. Good afternoon. I’m fine, and you?” I told him, but before he coul
Liam’s POVI knew that I couldn’t demonstrate any kind of possessiveness towards the princess, but I must confess that right in that moment my blood boiled in my veins seeing that Reichart guy try kissing her. I swallowed that pill hard and fought to keep my composure.When he finally left the corridor, I noticed the princess looking at me. She probably knew that I'd seen them, and she looked as pale as a ghost.We weren’t alone in the corridor, though. I had a couple of other guards watching the princess’ quarters. She saw that we couldn’t speak freely. She opened and closed her mouth a couple of times like a fish trying to breathe on the surface, and then she opened her bedroom’s door and closed it after herself.I was boiling in anger, and I couldn’t do a thing. Maybe she had a plan and was making me jealous so she could contrive on whatever plan she had to get rid of him. I had to keep it cool and preclude her from doing so, because we never knew what kind of future effects these i
Caroline’s POV “So, were you even considering telling me that you are seeing someone?” I asked Lucille the moment Liam left my room. I crossed my arms in my chest because I was angry at her. Well, she was the first person that knew about Liam, and probably the only one that I trust, to be honest, and she was telling me nothing. What kind of friendship was this? “I was going to tell you, Care, at the right moment…” she told me and trailed off. “And the perfect moment would be…?” I shoot at her. “Well, when he asked me out for a second time, which didn’t happen until now,” she told me a little disappointed. Oh, poor Lucille. I was going to demand a proof of her friendship now but I lost my courage. She was really uneasy because of the waiting. I didn’t have a lot of advice to give to her, considering that my experience was an inch bigger than hers, so I put a hand on her shoulder and told her: “he will. Or, at least, you will call him tomorrow to help us and maybe this little reunio
Caroline’s POV: I woke up in that morning to another common day in the palace. I did not need an alarm, because there was always someone to wake me up, and normally this someone was Lucille, my personal servant, and best friend. Lucille was 20, two years older than me, and this made me consider her as my older sister. She was tall, with strawberry blonde hair that was always stuck on a bun at the top of her head, and covered by a maid’s hat. Her hearted-shape face and sweet eyes were always alert to my needs, and she could read me better than my parents. This time, my best friend was opening the curtains of my room, letting the light in. “Urgh! So early!” I said, hiding my face. “I am sorry, Your Highness, but it is time already.” Your Highness? That always means that she was not alone. She was allowed to speak freely when there was just the two of us, but every morning there was a small army of maids invading my room - too early in my opinion - to prepare me
Caroline’s POV:I ran back to my room and put aside any princess’ behavior convention, ignoring all protocols of how an heiress to the throne should hold herself. This was not normal my usual manners, so I realized that all the servants that I passed by looked at me in amazement and easily got out of my way. I silently thanked the heavens for this posture because I am sure I could not hold back the tears any longer if someone decided to stop me in a corridor and ask me what was going on.I opened the door to my room and threw myself on my bed, where I knew I could finally cry without being disturbed. The tears had been blinding me since the beginning of the corridor that took me to my rooms, and because of that I did not realize that there was anyone else in my room.That someone was Lucille, who was polishing my jewelry. It was still early, so there were too many tasks ahead of her to-do list. She was more startled by my sudden arrival than I was wh
Caroline’s POV:"Can all the maids and jacks, please leave us alone?" My father, the king, asked everyone in the room. I knew it could not be good. My father almost never wanted to be alone with us. There was always some witness to his actions.All the people who were not of our family made a small bow and left through the several doors that gave access to the dining room. When all the noise of movement was over, my father turned to me, took a deep breath, and decided to start the conversation:"So, Caroline, I heard you had afternoon tea with your Mom yesterday, and the conversation between the two of you did not go very well, right?" He asked me."With all due respect, Dad, no, the conversation did not go very well, but it seems to me that the words my Mother said yesterday did not come directly from her. Do you know anything about it?" I replied. In a way, having woken up and decided that I was going to stomp on this issue gave me a little more c
Caroline’s POV:The two weeks following my father's official announcement to my family were perhaps the quickest I have ever lived. I had the impression that there was a feeling of acceleration of time in the air, as when we do not want something that is in our future to happen to us. It seems that fate is running to find us faster. I do not know if that was the feeling or the fact that there were really many things to be decided before my mysterious fiancé’s visit, so my head and hands were always busy.The day after my father's announcement, my mother and I started to work at the reception for the entourage. My mom always brought Madame Tremblay to our meetings, so I brought Lucille with me, and when my mom asked me why Lucille was there, I told her that she was there to learn from Madame Tremblay as much as the princess was there. to learn directly from the queen. My mom
Caroline’s POV:When the car doors were opened, I had a small panic attack that left me speechless for a few moments. Luckily for me, I did not do anything wrong, I just stood there, staring at the tall, slim, imposing young man who had stepped out of the car. To my relief, there was a short flight of stairs and a few yards between the incoming entourage and our position, and I used those moments to compose myself. I absolutely did not want to embarrass our country in an event that had as much weight as this one. If anything went wrong, it would be seen as some more ammunition to Lord Deveraux and my father's other advisors who told him every day how unfit I was to take the throne.Last night while I was unable to sleep, I decided for myself that I would not do anything wrong today. I would be a perfect lady who would stay away from the entourage, but still be polite. I wanted to show my 'fiancé' that I was superior to him, and th