After Lu had been forgiven by Felix the prince, she chose to stay with the Royal Family close to Felix as she was wondering what she would do, returning to Sir John and crossing paths with Rich was definitely not an option, that was something that would easily lead to her death. So she started all over with Felix, it was quite novel, a new life with the love of her life, in safety away from Sir John and his crimes, away from Khalil, who snitched on her, away from the fast life in New York, it was beautiful here. The time she spent with Felix and in the palace had softened her so much that she had begun to find pleasure in little things.* * *"Tricia, Patricia"Lu called out as she found her way to the Royal kitchen looking for her friend, a Royal maid called Patricia who worked in the kitchen for the King and Queen, they had become fast friends in her short stay so far with the Royal Family, due to her insistence. When Felix was away on royal duties, it was Tricia who kept her compan
{Felix' POV}"Yes father." He answered. His voice breaking the silence in the hall. He had just answered the king, bowing slightly with all due respect before he walked out of the morning court room. He was slacked and stressed out. How could it have been possible that the morning court had sneaked it's way through into the afternoon. He sighed helplessly. He was tired and it was so obvious to himself that he didn't need signs or anyone to tell him. Him himself knew how stressed out he was. He was brooding over his thoughts until he stopped for a nano second. Something had struck his mind. Poor boy, he had been robbed off all his time that he couldn't even have made a possible means to have spent time with his lovely Lucrecia. He suddenly felt so worried that his face settled in a scowl that was obviously caused by an internal battle. She must have felt so lonely and bored without him. He brooded over this before turning to his brother- Williams."Williams" he called out after him cau
{Lu's POV}"Oh yeah, Patricia, palace maid? Works in the Royal kitchen? Remember?" He asked while internally rolling his eyes at his short memory."You know I spend a lot of time doing so many things, I forgot. Who is she again?" Felix asked her and she just moved on, not taking offence, she know there are super important things that he keeps in mind all the time, she couldn't fault him for forgetting this one little thing, could she. Of course not, she knew how hard it could be having to handle so many things of all things it's expected for him not to remember Tricia. She was just a maid afterall. No one important." Tricia is the palace maid I'm currently friends with, she keeps my company when you're away, she works in the kitchen and more often than not, she's usually trying to teach me lessons on becoming a member of the Royal family, today the lesson was patience after one funny story, I had a really good time with her in the Royal garden with her, I even met Princess Sam even t
{Felix' POV}Immediately she leaves, I can already feel her absence. I mutter prayers to all the kind gods out there in Lu's favour, I honestly have no idea how tomorrow will go, as I know for a fact that my parents, The King and Queen, expect an English girl with Royal upbringing or at least decent upbringing with parents placed in high places of government or in His administration. I don't want to disappoint my father the king but Lu is the one for me, so how am I supposed to do this? I hope my prayers work, I mutter to myself before proceeding to sleep. A new day will bring better things, I assure myselfImmediately, she left he could already feel her absence.he mutterprayers to all the kind gods out there in Lu's favour, he honestly have no idea how tomorrow will go, as he know for a fact that my parents, The King and Queen, expect an English girl with Royal upbringing or at least decent upbringing with parents placed in high places of government or in His administration. He don't
{ Felix POV}I am awake as early as possible, even before the sun is out. It is a big day for Lu and I, I immediately set out my clothes for the morning court session and once I walk out of my chambers, I can hear the clamouring and clambers of Royal servants already awake, I wonder if they ever sleep at all. I spot a servant close to my chambers, so I call out to her."Your Highness, Prince Felix, auspicious morning today!""Good morning, do you know any Patricia of the Royal Kitchen, a cook?" I ask the royal servant quite straight forwardly without mincing words. She appears to ponder a little before she answers."Yes, your highness, I know a Patricia of the Royal kitchen, she returned to the capital in the evening of the previous day, a message came for her, one of her family members is sick and her presence was requested. After permission was taken from the Chief Royal Servant, she was granted leave till further notice. Her return is not definite, my Lord"The maid answered q
{Lu's POV}Smiling gently at the crowd of people as a million thoughts run through my head at the same time, how will the crowd truly respond to my presence, I question myself, so it is a pleasure to see the people curtsying, and bowing to Felix and I.Suddenly I see a vehicle pull up, reporters with their various tags get out of the vehicle and swiftly begin to assemble their camera equipment, at this sight, my eyes go cold at the thoughts of the many million things can go wrong with this new development. Felix did not tell me there would be reporters! He probably didn't know there would be cause we had repeatedly talked about Sir John and the others and what could happen if they ever found me. He couldn't possibly have known.Once we walk into the court and I notice the reporters inside dressed plainly while using high technological cam corder's to record the event and occasion. At this point I am helpless..The court proceedings go on smoothly with Felix and Williams pi
Lu's POV}Within seconds the reporters are up and moving they're in our faces pointing mics at us, asking questions that we cannot get wind of due the number of people speaking at the same time.Felix and I try to maneuver them and it seems that it is not working, even the royal servants are helpless, the guards try to create a way of escape for both of us but it is seeming an herculean task for them.It is in the chaos that I catch wind of some of the questions, " How does it feel to be disapproved of? Miss Peters? Can you spare the national tv some seconds? Is it true that you have no parents Miss Peters? How did you meet Prince Felix, Miss Peters? Spare us some moments, Madam? Where are you from? Were you born out of wedlock, Miss Peters? Prince Felix, how does it feel to have your girlfriend disapproved of? What is the plan now? What is the way forward? Prince Felix, spare us some time?"These are the questions that breeze past my ears as the guards form a pathway for us. I can f
2 days later.{Somewhere in America}A man wearing black is standing at a round table with a couple other guys, he's short, looks to be in his fifties and his shiny bald head reflects on the nearby window pane. There's a serious look on his face and a couple of printed newspapers are on the table in front of him. He's dressed in black from head to toe and most of the other people in the room are too.He begins by reading out the headlines of the newspapers while staring at pictures of Lucrecia, in some of the pictures, she is seen with the England Prince Felix Alexander George Harrington and in others she is seen walking on the streets of New York, shaking hands with someone wealthy and in a faded picture, she is seen with a look alike of the man reading out the headlines, the picture is quite old and in black and white."CON ARTIST, LUCRECIA PETERS MUST HAVE CONNED PRINCE FELIX""WHO REALLY IS LUCRECIA PETERS?""KELLY MILLER OR LUCRECIA PETERS?""LUCRECIA PETERS IS NOT BEFITTING FOR
What if she had not given him enough chance to explain or maybe she wasn’t even in the mood to listen to him. She let anger and bitterness cloud her. If he hid the fact about his child to her, it was for a reason. Maybe he didn’t want it to ruin their relationship bit she failed to see things his way. She was just bent on her own thoughts. She sighed as she went over to her baby and carried her to the bed with her and within few seconds, she was fast asleep. ...Eric constantly checked his phone to see if at least there would be a flash call from Sam but none. Even if it was a single lined SMS, he would appreciate it. Had she moved on?, he thought to himself He felt sorry that he kept such a big secret from her. He had always wanted to tell her, bit he didn’t seem to have the opportunity or rather the opportunity had been there but he was just too scared of her reaction. He was so scared of loosing her and he cherished her more then an anything. Today is the second day sinc
“Sam that was all in the past, yes I admit I was a cheat, liar, player and all evil you could think of me then, but Sam, that was all in the past . Believe me when I say I’m a changed man now. I have nothing with that girl. In fact I am even shocked to see her here.We haven’t been in contact for two years now and suddenly she just appears and wants to spoil the beautiful relationship we have. Please don’t believe whatever she said. Believe me when I say you are all I have and want. I love you so much and that’s all that matters“One could feel table sincerity in his voice but could easily believe him buy Sam wasn’t taking any of that. She felt so hurt and bitter that she didn’t want to talk to him. She was so pained“Are you done talking?”“Now leave me alone!” she dragged her hand away from his and walked away. “Sam please you have to believe me” he called after her, but she didn’t even look back at all. She just disappeared away, out of his sight. Eric stood confused and ang
“Who are you?“Sam asked with a sudden frown on her face as she saw the blonde thick lady, who had just opened the door to Eric’s house and is standing half way, as if blocking the entrance from her getting in“I should be asking you that question” she replied rather rudely, looking at her from head to toe with a smirk on her face. Samantha was confused. She didn’t know what to do, She was in a cross road. One mind told her to walk away, maybe when she saw Eric later, he would have a lot of explaining to do. Or rather she should just walk out forever since she wasn’t enough for him.Was Eric seeing another woman and deceiving her? Why was her life like this?Why does every man she keeps meeting keep failing her and leaving her shattered?She couldn’t accept the fact she had been played yet again by another man after the first one left her shattered and helpless. This woman standing in front of her, beautiful, with curves, her blonde hair packed in a ponytail and looking so radia
Eric sat in his parlour and took another sip of his beer. He didn’t seem to understand why Samantha had been avoiding him so he decided to go check up her and the baby. If she wasn’t going to see him, he was going to see her and make her see him.“oh, hello Eric! Nice of you to come by.” Samantha smiled as she opened the door to let Eric in. Her smile couldn’t be more fake. “i haven't seen you around lately so I came to check up on you and the baby.” Eric walked in.“I’ve just been a lot of busy lately, have a lot of things on my mind and all that stuff.” Samantha waved her hands in dismissive way.“maybe you should take a break, rest a little if you can. You don’t need so much stress in your life especially not when you have a baby to take care off.” Eric sat on the couch and looked at Samantha who was clearly avoiding eye contact. “enough about me, how have you been?” Samantha asked, sitting beside Eric and giving cheerful smiles every second. It was beginning to get weird.“I’ve
Samantha sat in her chair. Her thoughts were far from the sight of her child playing before her. Samantha was thinking of far deeper things. She was thinking of the life that her and Eric might or would never have. It wasn’t her fault; the life she had led so far was going to decide the fate that her and Eric had together. Samantha was deep in thoughts, she wanted the good life for her child and for herself and also for Eric but in her mind, she knew that she would eventually have to decide on who to let out her plan.Samantha crossed her legs on the chair. She c could see her child on the ground, having the time of its life. Samantha smiled. She wanted that; to be free without a care in the world. She just wanted all these choices and decisions to go away and leave her with the perfect and peaceful life she wanted to lead. It wasn’t the biggest thing in the world to ask but Samantha knew it was going to be hard and she would make choices she didn’t even want to make. The first choice
It was a very cool morning, the sun was barely out but one could see the rays from it that projected itself into the room, through the windows. The room was not so big ,but quite seizable to contain three people in it. Samantha was already lying on the bed with her son beside her . The room was well decorated with lots of flowers and designs. There was a little television hanged on the wall and a medium size refrigerator beside the bed. The bed was a medium size one which could contain two persons comfortably on it. Samantha rolled from one side of the bed to another and finally opens her eyes ,she stretches herself and notices that it was already broad daylight. She sluggishly and lazily got up from the bed and made for her rope which she put on herself. Oh god !what a stressful day I had yesterday, Samantha said .Walking into the bathroom of which its door was just adjacent to the bed she had laid on, She takes a brush and begins to apply paste on it . She swings it into her mouth
Eric had driven for nearly all of the night. His eyes were tired. His hands were tired, and even though he did not look like it and would not mention it to Samantha, he was tired.She had gotten tired the minute the clock struck 10PM, but she had kept up a losing battle with her body to stay awake. The baby had been asleep from before they even got in the truck. And for as many times as she slapped herself to stay awake, when the clock struck 11, she had thrown her head over the baby and settled into sleep.Eric did not feel himself drifting. He just knew that after the car had begun to move along the road shoulders and brushing nearby shrubs (one of which painfully slapped him on the head) that they had to stop and rest.They had been on the road for over six hours now. And there was a baby in tow. They had to stop and rest.He started keeping his eyes out for signs and notice boards. There were no other drivers on the road, so he kept on going. He hoped they would find a motel soon.
“Are you okay?”“Oh? Oh, yeah. I am.” Samantha whispered, then added, “t-thank you.”Eric gave a grunt in acknowledgement and turned the key in the ignition. The truck came to life with a rumble.“Here goes nothing,” he said as he clutched the gear shift.~~~Inside, Samantha fought a war against herself—a war she was gradually losing. In the last five minutes, she had turned at least seven times to catch a glimpse of Eric.To see his strong, proud chin. To see that flaming red hair. To see the stubble on his lips—she imagined how they would feel when she ran her lips across them—and all seven times, she had immediately thrown her gaze to the back of the truck as if she was searching for something.She wondered if Eric noticed this. She hoped not. She was already dying inward of the embarrassing prospects that her mind seemed to keep dreaming up.She tried to rock the baby in her arms to distract herself, but she found herself turning again, ever so slowly.Her eyes shot to his face a
Eric’s eyes were wild, but his face was calm; at least, it looked calm—on the outside, he seemed composed; nonchalant, even, but deep within, he was shivering and quaking down to his very soles.“Come on. We have to be quick. So you and the baby can sleep.”“I’m not worried about myself or the baby, I’m worried about you. What—are you… everything’s going to be alright, right? You’re going to be okay?” Samantha asked, a pleading expression on her face.She had tried several times to hide it. It was near impossible. One can only tamp down and attempt to suppress what they felt for so long. But like every other thing that is being restricted, constricted, squashed down… there were only two choices. Ever.That thing either chose to quake and break and fall under, and be forgotten, or… it would rise, and fucking explode.Samantha felt that way now. She could feel it deep in her—in her body, in her mind… in her soul… she was falling in love with Eric, and soon she would not be able to hold