I woke up to a soft knock on my bedroom door. I didn't realize that I fell asleep wondering if I made the right decision to go to Spain. I didn't aspire to be a princess or a queen. I don't like that because it's too big a responsibility, especially when you hold the entire palace of Austria. I took a deep breath and slowly opened the door. Surprise registered on my face when I saw who the person was behind the door. "Mom? What are you doing here?" I asked him in surprise. He just smiled at me. "Can I go inside, son?" he asked me and I nodded. I immediately let him in, he immediately entered and sat on my bed. "Can I talk to you, huh?" he asked me. "Yes, what is that, mother?" "Sit here, son," he promised me. I quickly sat next to him. "I want you to be honest, iha. Are you sulking at me? Are you angry?" he asked me. I was surprised by his question. I don't know what to say to him. Just a few seconds ago when I spoke before that I took a deep breath. "Honestly, mom, I was scare
My emotions are mixed because we are on our way to Spain. We boarded a private airplane and were very busy while inside. My mother was in the front and John and I were in the back. We were also served a lot of food, in front of us was a big flatscreen and we were watching the news in Spain. I don't understand what the news anchor is saying. "You should learn how to speak Spanish, Dahlia. So that your face won't be like that when you mingle with people over there in Spain, with a wrinkled face," John promised me. I winced at what he said. "I really have to, John. I want to learn so that I can understand you all," I promised him with a smile."Don't worry about it, son. Most of the people there understand Tagalog," mom told me, making me widen my eyes. "WHAT? How did that happen?” I asked him. "Well, the Queen of Austrias implemented a new curriculum in education and that is to teach those children and also the people of Austrias to speak the Filipino language," John promised me, m
Scarlet POV The artists are currently fixing me up. Here we are in a big mall owned by my family. Think about it, I don't need to pay for shopping because everything is free when I buy it. John also gave me a red card, a sign that I was in the Royal Family. I wonder why John got a black card. "Just wondering why you have a black card?" I asked John while looking at him in the mirror. The artist is fixing my hair for the welcome party later. It's not possible that I'm not well-groomed, because I look like a mess because of the stress in the Philippines. “There are four cards here in the palace. The highest is the Black card only the queen and her children have it. The red card is for family relatives like me who is your cousin. Blue card for senior palace employees, yellow card for rich businessmen and businesswoman," he promised me. "What do these cards do?" I asked him. “It's a type of extremely exclusive card that is only reserved for the rich or so-called ultrawealthy. That b
I was still nervous because of what John was telling me. I didn't expect that even here there are still people who don't like me. I'm sad because even my real brother hates me. I don't know what I did to make him dislike me but I don't care anymore. I'm sick of begging for love, especially from the one I love. I also endured and chased for several years just to get him to accept me but still nothing so now no I don't care anymore. I will only think about my son, myself and the people who accept me for who I am.I am here in the dressing room and the designers are currently dressing me. John is outside and just waiting. I choose what I wear because I know the clothes that will suit me. Both Emery and I graduated as a Fashion Designer. I remember our dream of coming here to Spain and becoming a famous fashion designer, but we parted ways because after Travis and I got married, he went to Paris and continued his career there. I didn't know that he hadn't moved on from my husband, if onl
We were currently in John's car and traveling in silence. We're on our way to the palace and are silently making our way there. It's seven o'clock in the evening, we didn't realize the time anymore because of the many things they did to my face, hair and body. I actually served as a princess because of them. I can say that the fashion designer industry here in the country is good. This country is also one of the many famous industries in the whole country, especially in the field of fashion. "I remembered, why was there no one at the mall we went to earlier?" I asked him while frowning. I was really curious earlier and I couldn't help but wonder."Ahh, because the mall was closed because you're coming," John promised me without looking back, which made me gape. Terrible! "ARE YOU SERIOUS?" I asked him in surprise. "You're really funny, when have I ever played a joke on you?" he asked me. “Gosh! You can be silly sometimes, but it's okay that the mall isn't closed anymore because I
Dahlia's POV “I welcome the opportunity to speak to all the people of Austria, wherever they live and whatever race they came from. Let me begin with a heartfelt thank you to all the people here who attend this party…” We are currently in the middle of a big stage. Mother is in the middle speaking into the microphone. She was delivering her speech to the people in front of us. I've been nervous for a while because maybe I'll get into a speech and I'm not prepared. My sister Isabella is next to me, she doesn't even notice me and just glances at me. His face was very serious as if he was examining the people in front of us. Doesn't he know how to smile? Is he really like this? Is the expression always so quiet and blank?“People of Austria, let's all welcome my long-lost daughter, PRINCESS SOFIA DAHLIA PARMA!” I was shocked when I heard my name from mom. Oh my God! What is happening? I saw mom smiling at me and inviting me to come to her. I had no choice but to follow him and come cl
Beautiful fountain lights greeted us. People were amazed especially me when they saw the explosion of fireworks at the top of that fountain. A letter was generated in the fireworks so I read it. "WELCOME PRINCESS SOFIA" That's what's written, I smiled when I saw that, my chest pounded because of that. I was very happy because I felt that the palace had really prepared for my arrival. I don't know but I just now felt a sense of belongingness since Travis, my ex-husband, was cruel to me. "Did you like it?" John asked me and I smiled widely. "Of course, I liked it a lot, it was a great preparation, how did they prepare with such a short amount of time?" I asked him."Everything was ready before we even left the Philippines. Because they won't let your welcome party be just a pucho-pucho," John promised me. "Do you like the surprise, son?" mom asked me who was currently next to me. Despite this, Isabella's expression was still blank. "Too much, mom! Thank you so much!” I promised hi
I heard loud footsteps near my room. I didn't know what was wrong so I immediately got up from my bed. I couldn't even sleep even though my bed was so soft and comfortable. Maybe I'm just changing. "Princess Sofia!" an unknown voice shouted at me. I turned to the clock, it was seven in the morning. "Princess Sofia!" it shouted again. I immediately straightened myself up and gently opened the door. The bowed servants faced me, lined up as if they were about to perform. I laughed at their formations but I didn't show it. "I'm sorry Princess Sofia but you have to prepare yourself, because you have a class in Spanish language at exactly 8 o'clock this morning," one of the butlers bowed and promised. Because his uniform is different from everyone else's uniform and he is still in the middle. "We are the servants who will take care of you, I am Mary and my three companions are Patricia, Larah, and Rica," he added. "Do you talk? I mean, do you know how to talk?" I asked frantically whi
Princess Dahlia Sofia I sighed as I stared into a large mirror, looking at my reflection. I smiled when I saw a smiling figure behind me. She's so beautiful in her white gown. “How is our Bride? You seem nervous, ah," she smiled at me and I shook my head. "It's like I'm getting married for the first time." I shook my head. She held my arm and our eyes met. "Just relax, Best Friend, okay? This is your special day so enjoy it. You're so beautiful right now, you're going to hit me hard," Emery told me with a laugh. It's been a few weeks since she recovered from the shooting. I thought she would disappear from our lives but I am glad because she still fought even in critical condition. "Thank you for being here at my wedding and now, you are my maid of honor." I winked at her so she laughed at me. "I am very happy because everything is going to be okay. I knew to myself that you and Travis were meant to be in the first place but you know I'm crazy...It's all my fault--" "Le
I escorted Dahlia and the children out first to make sure they were safe. As for those women, we gave them towels and blankets to somehow cover their naked bodies. When they got out, the police and NBI came. I quickly returned to the house and looked for Emery. I heard crying in the distance so I followed it. My eyes widened to see a man kissing a woman. It has been put on but it still has a cover. I quickly pulled that man away from the woman. Damn! This person is a pig and evil! I didn't notice that the man was different. I thought Mr. Ronaldo but it's different. I felt a focus on my head so I immediately stopped punching the man. When I saw the man I punched, I immediately frowned because it turned out to be Mayor Gregorio. What the actual fuck? Does the Mayor also have anything to do with this? I shook my head. "Looks like you're strong enough, son, you've been able to track us down here. Where is the five billion I sent you? Did you give it to my staff?” asked Mr. Ronald
Travis I'm excited to go to my wife Dahlia's house, because today is our bonding time. Today is Saturday and today is our bonding time as a family. Dahlia also told me that she has something important to tell me. I don't know but I am so excited, maybe she will say yes to me. Just dream once and I'll make it happen. In fact, I really want us to be in the same house but I don't want to lead my wife's decision. As long as possible, she will be the one I'll follow, because she might resent my asking her to live under the same roof. Dahlia said I was too excited, she didn't even answer me yet. As much as possible, I am careful with what I say and what i want. I don't want to turn her off and commit a sin again or be unpleasant in her eyes. I am so conscious because of my wife. I love her so much and I don't want to lose her from my life. I smiled widely as I drove to their mansion. I also need to make up for the children because I was busy looking for the Congressman and planning t
"Love, Mommy is looking for you, she said she wants to see you, is it okay for me to pick up the children from the mansion and bring them home? Just go past them since Mommy is looking for you, she says she misses you," Travis said on the other line. I was currently at work when he called me. A few days passed when we arrived in the Philippines. "Okay, have you heard from Emery yet?" I asked. I heard his sigh when I asked him that. "Not yet, love. I can't contact her either. I am worried for her and for her daughter." Emery hasn't come home to her condo for a few days so as a friend we are also worried about her. We are also taking care of the evidence we gathered against Emery's father but the problem is there's no witness. Oh I forgot, there's one and it's Emery. Emery is the only one who can imprison his father. "Don't worry, I'll get help from my staff as well as Mom and Isabella's staff. We will find Emery and Emmeren.” "Thank you, Dahlia. The child has become too close t
I took a deep breath and smiled. Mom, Isabella and I were already fine. I don't want to harbor anger towards them, I don't want to be stressed. I love them so much and they were my only family so I can't stand the fact that we had an argument... Yes, I was hurt but the pain made me more mature. I learned to forgive and understand the people around me. I've been looking for Travis since this morning, he didn't show up. Where was that man, I also need to talk to him so that when we get home we will both be okay. I'm ready to face him and I'm ready to fight those person who destroyed us both. I looked around the palace but still nothing, I frowned when I saw Mom talking to Travis. I was suddenly felt nervous, I didn't expect them to talk. I hope Travis isn't nervous too, I chuckled. The nervousness was evident on Travis's face. It's really obvious on his fac, seems it's like he's going to poop. I immediately walked closer to them and smiled when they saw me. "It looks like you
"Mommy, are we going to the Philippines? Daddy said, we're going home," Mathilda asked sadly. "Yes baby, we're going home, Mommy has a lot of work to attend in the Philippines. We will live there with Daddy," I explained. I don't know where Travis is, he suddenly disappeared from the twins' room. This is where he slept and I was in my old room. My night was peaceful because Tristan and I were okay. I don't know why I can forgive him so easily. Maybe I don't feel that bad about him. "Matthew, have you seen your Daddy?" I asked my son who was currently playing on his tablet. He immediately stopped playing and looked at me. "I didn't see him, Mommy." I just nodded and exited the room, when someone peeked at our door. It was one of Queen Isabella's servants, if I was not mistaken. “Good morning, Princess Sofia. The Queens are here," she politely said so I nodded. I straightened myself up and waited for Mom and my sister. "Your Abuela is here, greet them okay?" I reminded t
Here we are inside the dining table with Travis, Tristan, Isabella, Mom and Tristan's parents. I just laughed at my excessive plasticity. I don't know how I was able to smile and mingle with them when I was hurting. Isabella's face was also awkward, she couldn't even look at me. "Son, why didn't you tell us you were coming home?" Mom asked me so I turned around. "I want to surprise you all, but I was the one who was surprised," I promised him with a laugh. I know that Tristan's parents understand Tagalog because as far as I know, his mother lived in the Philippines for several years. They didn't even laugh at what I said so I coughed. “The wedding is on Sunday, are you going to attend, Princess Sofia? And who's that boy beside you? Is that your boyfriend?” the queen asked me so I turned to Travis. The man who looked at me was restless. I knew he was nervous so I held his hand under the table. I smiled at him, I wanted to calm him down. "He's my husband," I answered the queen with
When we arrived in Spain, we immediately hailed a taxi, I immediately put on a cap and sunglasses because someone might recognize me. When we entered, Mathilda immediately came running and I just shook because of her veil. I don't even know who inherited it, Travis and I are not talkative. "Mommy, can we tell Abuela and Tita Isabella that we are already here in Spain?" Mathilda asked me and I shook my head. "No, honey. We will surprise your Abuela, you want that, right? You like surprises.". It nodded at me and clapped. "I can't wait to finally introduce my Daddy to them, right 'Tus?" Mathilda asked her sister. He just nodded to him as a sign of agreement.Matthew always nodded to his brother. My son is also funny sometimes. Always spoiling her sister, even if she doesn't want to, she will do it anyway, not only to disappoint and make my daughter sad. That's how Travis used to be to me, he just changed when Emery came back into our lives. "You don't seem okay,"I took a deep brea
Until now, what Travis said to me is still in my mind. Are we still married? Is he just fooling me or what? This man is also annoying sometimes, because I ask him questions and he never gets an answer. He said we should talk about it when we get home to the Philippines. I'm itching to know why we're still married. Did I think I was free from him? Not yet. You'll just get really pissed off. If only we weren't inside the plane, I would have scolded him earlier. "You better go to sleep first, let your mind rest." I turned to him and tormented him.“I can't sleep, it's your fault! How are we still married? Are you fooling me again?” I asked him. He took a deep breath and shook his head. "You better take care of your problem there in Spain first. Even if you don't say it, I know you have a big problem. John also told me the reason," he softly promised me. It was enough for me to hear his voice. Our twins are currently sleeping, they can't be woken up because it's so disgusting when they