Having just read Ralph’s private message on her Messenger, Marie read the good news loudly. It was 4:26 in the morning. She jumped and jumped without realizing the prince was sitting on the side of his bed and observing her. As he folded his long sleeve, the prince asked, "What's going on?". “Oh, you’re well now. How come that…? I will tell you later. Marie suddenly gathered her pillows and blanket. I will return in just a few minutes, Sir.” The prince was grateful that his headache was over. “I forgot to say thank you to her. She seems so happy.” The prince smiled as he gazed at how Marie’s character resembled him whenever he is happy as well. The prince researched the song Marie composed and was grateful to see it posted on the YouTube channel. “The song was uploaded one week ago. Wow! She has 35k subscribers and 50k views. What is this?” The prince scrolled his phone and tapped Marie’s new composition song. “Am I In Love?” One stormy day, the clouds are heavy, Raindrops fal

As everyone prepared for Malaca*ang Palace Press Briefing, they kept a close eye on what President Devan, the president of the Philippines, would say. This added to the rumor and gossip about Sieran's reputation. Marie was judged by others and some of her fans. On the other hand, her friends who knew about her chose to believe and stay close to her, but doubts were present. Because of those, her poetry book was destroyed, vandalized, and canceled. Also, the poetry cartoon movie was canceled again. In the palace… “…It is our sincerest regret that we were not able to reveal what had happened many years ago since this involves Miss Marie Sieran, our former Malacañang scholar and the eldest daughter of our loyal Malacañang chef and helper, Mr. and Mrs. Lan and Len Sieran. We believe there is always room for improvement in every lesson, in every failure, and in everything. In this case, after a thorough investigation and analysis of the evidence, the truth needs to be revealed. We were

Prince Mharl's call to Marie’s family in the Philippines was not known to anyone even to her. The arrangement to send the money was done without the knowledge also of neither the palace nor anyone except for the few friends and staff the prince contacted. Marie called her mother, one day. “Mother, is there anything that happened that I didn’t know? How do you get into debt? Why $1 million? And why do you have debt?” Marie was almost in tears as she asked her mother when she decided to call herself. On the other line, a sigh was heard, and a deep breath. “Mar, I don’t know where to start…” Back at the castle, the king and queen later learned what Prince Mharl did when they asked his secretary about his activities and schedules in a private meeting. Now the highnesses summoned Prince Mharl to the room. “Dad, Mom, I just want to help her. She doesn’t know all about this because I knew she would get angry with me.” “How about what her country will say to us?” The prince’s mother asked

Marie knew exactly how Prince Mharl would react after she told him everything. The rumors and news involving Marie and Prince Mharl continued. However, both sides were quiet. Despite the attack of the media, negotiations continued between the two parties. “Let’s fly to Paris.” The prince happily told Marie when they met in the secret garden of the castle beside the garden that was known to the public. It was located between a hill and a plain overlooking the city on the other side and the river. Marie stopped eating the cake. They had a snack date at 3:00 in the afternoon. Several of the staff prepared it for them. It was the prince's idea since he knew how much Marie adored greenery. “Are you serious? You have a lot of activities and I have mine. “Yes. I called the secretary to get our flight and the hotel to book.” “Wait My Royal Highness. Are you asking me to…?” “Miss Marie Sieran, I am a gentleman, you know. I got the message but it’s not the way you think. I just want you t

“Nothing. I am still in awe of you, "he smiled, but deep inside he couldn't focus due to his plan. The two ate silently for the next hour and Marie was amused by the music in the background. She did not notice a group of Parisian musicians since they stood at their backs. They made a toss and the prince winked and they started to play their favorite love songs. Marie was so absorbed in the food in front of her, and just made a quick glance at the prince once and a while. However, as she still pondered the reason why Prince Mharl suddenly became so anxious a while back, she heard the introduction to "The King and Queen of Hearts" being played nearby. “It was impossible. The restaurant already had soft music playing in the background,” she thought. She was about to drink her water when she turned her head at the back. “Oh! What is this?” Marie exclaimed as she looked at the prince who was now wiping his head again. Though she asked, part of her brain knew already that it was a part