“He was so cute, handsome, and perfect.” Irene giggled as she opened her cellphone and pointed Prince Mharl to Marie. “Yeah! I knew that already. His name is everywhere since they were here for two events last time. Girls are on their feet running just to see him.” “Wait. Where is Joe? I have not seen him in a while. "Do you two have an LQ?" Irene teased Marie and tried to lift her spirits. "He is currently working on his project in Cubao. His Bachelor of Electrical Engineering course gives him an edge to do electrical wiring." “Now let’s talk about your crushes. These French fries are so yummy. After this, let’s eat ice cream again. “ Marie drank her bottled water and smiled, "I can't finish another set since..." “You eat small amounts and that's why you're thin.". Keep on eating. After the ice cream let’s go to McDonald's." “What?” As the two walked near the palace's river and ate ice cream in cones together when Irene visited her one day, they kept heading outside to buy the
“Why on earth am I thinking about that girl in the Philippines? She was quiet when we had our first meeting, and when we had our second one. And why she lied that she did not remember me. "In Singapore, she was still aloof and timid." The prince sighed in his deep thoughts as he stared at the trees he created on the canvas hanging in his dad's entryway. "Prince Mharl, let's have a talk." The king motioned to the prince to sit in the chair near the queen, who wore her favorite emerald dress, watched them both, and later focused on her only son. She missed how innocent he used to be. With the remote control in his hand, the king opened the TV screen in the center, which had been used as a mini stage for meetings in his office. The king's office looked like a curtain when not opened, but now it was a sight to behold. With doubts on his mind, he analyzed why his parents called him. “Yes, my highnesses.” "Focus on your journey and see it clearly. Look at your mom’s belly when you were s
“This is amazing! There is a group of artists in this group.” Marie smiled. It was two days after her painting contest that he told her. She got second place in their school. Joe cheered and told her that a journey can sometimes be up or down, but what matters most was being sports regardless of the outcome. With a red comb on her table, she ran it through her shoulder-level hair and stood with a cellphone in hand to make a quick glance outside. “I’ll join here. International Artists Group.” She put her right index finger on the “join group” button of her phone. When scanning the profile pictures of the group, she was amazed by the paintings of the natural world, portraiture, arrangements of objects, and abstractions. “Who made all of these? They are breathtaking! The colors are mixed of lustrous, glossy, radiant, and shadowy.” Marie's series of questions on her thoughts as she was filled with joy as she checked each of them. Soon, a notification popped out from her phone. Her re
Marie graduated with flying colors. She was not at the top of the class but made a place on the list of awardees. She was then offered by her former school Ramon Magsaysay High School a position as they needed one English teacher. Their one old English teacher retired two months after her board examination and since the result of the examination was not yet released, she was advised to be a volunteer teacher in that school. One month after, she went home late. “Good evening, Mar!” the guard greeted her in the shadow of the flickering light near the gate. ‘Good evening, too!” Soon she reached their room but wondered why no lights were turned on even on the path outside of the palace’s garden. Everything was dark, so she got her phone and used the flashlight there. She called everyone but no one answered. “Did I forget to know our schedules today? For the past two weeks, we are busy in school. Then, next week. Thanks, God it’s Friday. Tomorrow, I have my piano tutorial again." Marie
It was Thursday afternoon when Marie felt a sudden pain in her back. She just ignored it at first thinking that it was due to long hours of sitting. This is due to the paper works she needed to finish for the incoming English Literary and Speech class. Aside from that, she was assigned to make the program and certificates. Her companions were the two English teachers who were about to retire that year, so instead of letting them work, she volunteered to do it alone. “Ouch! The pain is no longer slight but I feel something not right in my back lately as well last week.” Irene peeled three oranges on her table and put them on a simple flowery plate next to Marie. “Mar, I guess it’s time for you to see the doctor. You may never know what caused pain in your back unless that doctor tells you otherwise. Tell Joe to accompany you." "However, you know that he is no longer free from his job at the Alyesan Firm". Marie was saddened by the thought. Irene took a bit of one apple, swallowed,
Marie found out that there were other four Filipinos who were accepted for the Fullbright scholarship. However, these four had their different specialized subjects majors different from her. While she enrolled at the State University of New York with a Master of Education major in English Language, the four were placed at the University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign and Middlebury College specializing in Science, Math, and Research. “Why on earth am I reading again a Danish magazine? Didn’t I give up the idea of knowing his whereabouts and updates already?" Marie thought as she grabbed a copy of the magazine under the table in one of the fast-food restaurants in New York while finishing her tea. Back to the prince's place, his frowned face was obviously displayed in the mirror of his room as he sat facing it. “How are you?” The prince read his message again before hitting the button on the International Artists Group Page. “For two days that she didn’t reply to my former message
“Wow!” I got $600 for 5 days in just 2 hours a day!” My family will be delighted about this. I’ll call mother now.” Marie thought as she looked at her Banco De Oro account online. Her students’ parents were the ones who paid her through online banking. “Mar, how are you?" It is Wednesday morning in our country. We missed you here. As she answered, she sounded in a hurry. Marie drank her lemon juice and replied, “Now is Tuesday, 7:00 in the evening here, mother. Our country is 13 hours ahead of New York.” “I see. “ “Mother, I’ll send money tomorrow to your BDO account. I’ll do the bank transfer online tonight and tomorrow, you will be able to withdraw the money.” From the very first time in several weeks, she called her mother. Marie was able to hear her father as well. Lan got the phone to Le and in a loud voice, “Mar, why did you send money here? We were supposed to send you because you were still in school.” “It’s alright, father. I did a part-time job here when the class is o
Marie still can’t believe what had happened to her Aunt Sheila in Denmark. She thought that Prince Mharl might help her to investigate it but the other side of her brain told her that she would find a way by herself. “Good evening. Ms. Marie Sieran speaking” Marie answered the phone while preparing to use the bathroom after her two hours of the tutorial. “Hello Ma’am. Good evening. This is Ms. Rice of Ivy League Stationers and we would like to inform you that your Poetry Book is now ready to be printed. Should you see the draft for the last time before we start printing them?” The secretary of a company called her. “Sure, Ma’am. Right after my third subject tomorrow, I’ll be there. That is before lunch.” She added as she returned to the living room to get her paper bag. “Okay, see you then. Thanks, Ma’am. “ “Bye, too.” Marie noticed that the paper bag she opened had a magazine of the royal family around the world. There was a notice of Free gIve aways from the book store of the Un
They were going to be married in three hours, but the prince did not even bother to come and speak to her.At 9:00 in the morning at Copenhagen's Roskilde Cathedral, Marie was in her lace and satin ivory gown while Prince Mharl wore his Danish military uniform. It was covered live, and the whole universe knew about that special occasion. The Philippine president and the first lady of Marie’s country came to Denmark for her wedding. The relationship between Denmark and the Philippines has been repaired. Finally, the cold war ended, and Marie was happy to bring light to her fellowmen.Meanwhile, only the loyal and trusted staff of the castle knew the true identity of the prince, thus Marie's real background. The queen miraculously regained her health on the day of the wedding. The prince did his best, which was to follow his parents.After two and a half hours, the wedding was over, and the happy couple was on their way to Amalienborg Palace. They were in the middle of the road, headed f
“I don’t know. They simply stated, "I resemble you." Marilyn said this timidly as she approached Marie on Eleven Madison Avenue near the Craft restaurant near 7th Avenue.Marie dialed her mother’s Messenger account and agreed that the family would have a video call between the two of them.“Marie is right. The two of you are twins!” For some, Le's high pitch was off-putting, but for those who knew her, it was her natural voice.Lan nodded. “How come? Of course, we knew that Marie was our eldest and only child that day.”“Maybe it is just a coincidence,” Jek said as he ate a sweet potato in the background.Von and Yen agreed, too. But their distant relative asked both Len and Lan what the truth was.Len was confident in giving the details, but suddenly Marie called.“You said that Smith is her family name?” Lan asked.Instead of picking up her cellphone, Marie opened her laptop and turned to her father instead of asking her mother.“I remember the foreigner that I met that day. I met hi
“Mother, let me hear the whole truth, please!” Marie sounded emotional as she stood facing the old Sophia, who was looking at her. It seemed that the white horse could understand how heavy her heart was. She hurried back to the castle.Seeing Le in a video call, Marie's eyes welled up with tears as she scanned the pictures. Marie was wearing her headset and had a sad expression on her face as she asked them the truth.“It’s a long story to tell, Mar. All I knew was that you were our eldest. When we left you, you had been in the hospital for five days. I remember the day when we had to bring you home. In fact, I told your father and aunt that your eyes and nose were different from the ones I had after giving birth to you. Of course, we knew that you had a harelip.”Marie paused. She wiped her nose with her white handkerchief and faced the window. Her laptop, which she used, was left on her study table. The laptop’s camera traced where she was."I'll send an email with pictures and the w
Marie’s face turned red, but as she absorbed everything, it slowly turned white. With her left hand holding the envelope, her right hand found the bottled water inside her black Louis Vuitton bag and drank. She knew that her allergy might hurt her again. Therefore, to lessen the pain as it was likely to come back, she promised herself to drink water as the doctor advised.Out of the corner of her eyes, Marie saw the two royal guards coming their way. The envelope was placed in her bag, using a magazine as a cover in case CCTV could track it. It was then that she was grateful that the old woman understood what she wanted to convey when she blinked her eyebrows and showed blankness in her eyes. She looked behind her.“See you at the back of the next building on the big oak tree facing the lake.”As she walked, the woman nodded, and before the two guards arrived from each side, they had already parted ways.“Hej, Ma’am Marie Sieran. "We are wondering if there is anything we can help you w
Apart from what he remembered, the doctors discussed that he was suffering from anterograde amnesia, in which he had lost his ability to form memories after the accident. This was because of the traumatic head injury he experienced.Despite his refusal, she continued to see him. One day, while he was still sleeping, she opened her email and saw an article from the royal website.“Princess Sharl’s identity revealed!” Marie could not form the word in her mind as she knew that already. However, she wondered who her closest associates were. Marie placed her right hand in the prince’s hands and began to sing the songs she had composed after he showed that he had forgotten her.You Are My VioletsOn the bank of the river, I sit.Watching swans talk and swim happily,Robins sing merrily while the sun smiles.As the curtains open, there is a round of applause.I was about to open them when I noticed you.You stand confidently holding a floweredViolets, which are my dear heart's love,They kne
“I missed you!” Marie heard the loudest voice of the prince, which she had never heard before. It seemed that everything was her first time in that land, based on what she could see, which was full of violets. This was more difficult for her because she felt like a princess sitting in the middle of the meadow, where her prince was smiling but his hands were missing.She looked around at all the violets and froze for a moment, realizing that everything was real and not just an image. She turned her gaze to the north, and she saw a smile as bright as a sunflower flower; the prince was now walking, holding a bouquet of violets in his hands.“I love you.” He said so and kissed her on the cheek this time.She held the flowers and smelled them. When she bowed her head to look at the path, to step, the prince was slightly kneeling with his right leg bent, holding the purple box with an olive-green peridot ring on it.“Will you marry me?” The prince asked, while Marie was left speechless and k
The long hours of waiting in the same hospital where the prince stayed were over after two hours for Marie. This was her third day in the hospital. Aside from checking the prince, she let her blood, stools, saliva, eyes, back, and other parts of the body be checked in the previous days. The highnesses asked their five family doctors to have a general checkup with Marie after what had happened to her in the hills. Marie and her highness's secretary followed one of the doctors to his office in the royal hospital.“Ms. Marie Sieran, please come to my office. Will you let them join you?” As he looked around the waiting room, the doctor said.The highness's secretary is there, as are Sharyn and the prince’s secretary.She surveyed their numbers and nodded. “Yes!” Marie knew she needed support for whatever she may learn later, and while following the doctor, she prayed.They entered the doctor’s office, and after a few moments, the result was shown."Let's get this started in your back." If
Marie couldn't remember how many emails she had sent because the woman she met on the plane wasn't responding to her F******k account. This was one of her weaknesses. When something disturbed her, she needed things to happen fast. Looking at the window facing the back part of the castle, where hills can be seen, she remembered her stay in the hospital. She could not allow herself to be in that place again. Within seconds, she walked to the refrigerator and grabbed her vitamins. “How’s the prince?” The queen asked as they happened to walk together into the dining room. Marie smiled and kissed her. “I am afraid he is still not responding.” “It’s okay. Things will not improve with time, but I am confident that your presence will bring him back to life." The queen sat as the maid prepared her chair. Marie as well, on her left side, and a few moments later, the king entered, and they took their breakfast. “Why not take Sophia for a ride this early morning before going there?” The king’
When Marie was awakened after several hours of fainting, her parents were there watching her. Le and Lan were told that Marie would be awakened at any moment, so they chose to be there as soon as she opened her eyes. “Mother, father. What happened?” “Can’t you remember what happened before you fainted?” Le worriedly asked as she gestured for Lan to call the doctors. Marie blinked and rolled her eyes as she surveyed the place where she was at the moment. “I remember now.” As she became aware of the dextrose on her hand and the oxygen on her nose, she said softly. A few moments later, three doctors entered, and the two went outside. One of the doctors, the group's leader, summoned the two to his office, which was a few steps away from the nursing station next to the emergency room where Marie was staying. “Your daughter has asthma. Aside from that, her allergy was triggered when she was exposed to the dust for a longer period of time. She is exhausted and tired at the same time, an