Catherine gave her a small smile. "It's alright. I'm just a bit stressed out. You know, I haven't seen my parents in weeks, and I feel like I can't breathe sometimes. And the whole time, I've been wondering what has happened to them... if they are okay... if they have any idea that the baby was theirs."The queen frowned as she rested her hand against the side of Catherine's neck and tilted her head slightly, examining her features. Catherine felt her eyes widen as she realized that the queen was actually checking if she had a fever. The queen quickly dropped her hand as if she was burned when she found that Catherine wasn't fevered."I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that. Please forgive me, Catherine."Catherine blinked rapidly in confusion. Why was she apologizing to her? The queen didn' t need to apologize, she thought. In fact, it was the other way around. If anything, Catherine should be apologizing to her."Don't worry about it," Catherine replied. "It's fine. Really. I don't
"Hey, Your Majesty," Catherine greeted as she approached the bed.The Queen lowered the book and smiled softly at her. "Hello."Catherine took a seat in front of the queen and clasped her hands in her lap. She then looked down at them and studied them silently. She had yet to take off the ring that the queen had given her. She wasn't sure why but she felt comfortable wearing the ring all the time even though she wasn't sure why exactly she liked the way it felt on her finger. Maybe it was just comforting, knowing that someone cared enough to give her a gift that had belonged to a loved one."What are you doing?" the queen asked quietly, watching Catherine closely.Catherine shrugged, glancing up at the queen briefly. "Nothing much. Just thinking about the wedding."The queen pursed her lips. "Do you still want to marry me?""Of course, Your Majesty," Catherine stated, surprised by the question. Of course, she wanted to marry the queen. The woman had become like family to her. She was
"Good," the queen responded coldly before turning back around to stare at the reflection of herself in the mirror.Catherine stared down at her hands. The moment she heard the click of the queen locking the bedroom door behind her, she quickly pushed herself away from the bed.Tears started rolling down her cheeks as she rushed over to the open window and flung herself outside, falling to the ground below. She landed hard upon the grass, causing her dress to rip slightly as she struggled to catch her breath. She held her stomach in an attempt to stop the flow of blood from escaping from it.She laid there for a while, letting everything wash over her. Eventually, however, the pain in her stomach subsided and she slowly got back to her feet. Then she climbed back onto her bed and lay down on her side as she hugged the pillow she used to comfort herself every night. She closed her eyes, resting them for just a minute. When she opened her eyes, she realized that she needed to start wri
She whipped her head around and saw Julian staring down at her. He had removed his jacket and tossed it on the bench next to him. Catherine smiled sadly as he approached her."What happened?" he inquired softly as he sat down next to Catherine.Catherine shrugged her shoulders. "Nothing," she mumbled. "Nothing at all."Julian frowned and moved closer to her until they were sitting shoulder to shoulder. His arm wrapped itself around Catherine and pulled her into him slightly. Catherine leaned into his embrace and let out a sigh of relief."You sure?" he questioned. "Because you seem a little down."She sighed again. "It doesn't matter," she whispered."Of course it does matter. I care about you, Catherine. Why don't you tell me what happened?"Catherine hesitated for a couple of seconds. Finally she answered truthfully."Yesterday I overheard my mother telling one of her lady in waiting that the king wants to have another son and I just felt...I just felt.""Sick?" Julian finished f
There are only four days left. I'm sure that you will come around sooner or later. Maybe she won't hate me if I tell her about us. Maybe she'll agree to become my wife after hearing that I love her. Who knows? I hope that happens! Bye, Princess Catherine. I wish you good luck in finding your happiness. I'm sure you deserve it. I'm sure you'll get married one day. Hopefully, I'll be there to cheer you on from the sidelines. Until then, I wish you good luck and God bless you. Sincerely yours, King Dexter.“So what are we supposed to play?” Julian asked as they both sat down on the bench in front of the pond. The two of them had played football before, but they hadn’t really gotten much chance to do that lately. Now that things were starting to settle down around the palace, they didn’t have a lot of free time to hang out outside like they used to.Catherine shrugged and reached into her pocket for her ball. “I don’t know,” she admitted as she dropped the ball and watched it roll aw
When Catherine exited the arcade, she looked around briefly to see if anyone was waiting nearby Catherine decided to go back into the castle and he meet Prince Julian.Who had been talking to some other people while waiting for her. It seemed like he had been talking to someone named King Dexter. Catherine wasn’t quite sure who that was.As she started walking back towards the castle, Catherine couldn’t help but notice a figure standing across the street a couple hundred yards away. They were standing in the middle of the road. As she stared at them, a strange feeling came over her. Almost like someone was looking through her eyes and staring at them from a different perspective. Catherine frowned slightly as she continued to stare at the stranger. Something about them felt familiar to her. It almost felt like she should recognize them, but she didn’t. Or maybe she just didn’t want to believe it? Either way, she didn’t think that she should approach them right now. She definitely ne
“Hey, sweetie,” Catherine yawned tiredly. “You awake?”“Yes. Are you hungry? Do you want to eat breakfast with me? We can have pancakes,” Catherine’s mother suggested. “Your father has already left for work. He had to pick up his paycheck. I was planning to cook for you since it’s your birthday today.”Catherine furrowed her eyebrows. “Birthday? I’m not celebrating my birthday today, Mom. I’m twenty five years old. My birthday isn’t until November,” she pointed out.“Come on, honey. Don’t make this day any harder than it needs to be. We need to celebrate the big day together.”“It’s just a little over a month away, Mom. It doesn’t seem that special,” Catherine argued.“Nonsense. It is special. You are sixteen years old. You’re no longer a child. No longer a baby. Now that you’ve grown, I expect more of you. You’re going to be a queen someday, honey. Your coronation is only a few weeks away. There’s so much you still have to learn, Catherine. So many things that you need to accomplis
Catherine felt her mother tense slightly at her question. She glanced up briefly and offered her daughter a slight smile. “Of course, darling. Here. This is yours,” she stated softly as she handed the necklace to her daughter.“Thank you,” Catherine murmured before putting the necklace on.Her mother cleared her throat lightly. “Catherine…” she began, her brows lowering slightly. “I talked to your brother the other day.”“Oh? What happened? Did he say anything that would help explain what you mean?” Catherine asked curiously, tilting her head to the side.“No, nothing too unusual. He just seemed confused. He didn’t understand why you were upset with him yesterday. Why you refused to speak to him,” Catherine’s mother explained softly before sighing. “Maybe he doesn’t understand why you won’t forgive him.”“Mom,” Catherine muttered sadly. “He doesn’t understand me very well. Especially now. He thinks that he knows all of my secrets, but he doesn’t. He doesn’t know anything about me.