The princess choice

Chapter one

The princess's choice

When a prince decides to take a commoner as a wife, he has to forfeit his throne to any of his siblings, and where he has none, a member of the extended family takes over the throne. 

Having seen that Prince Charles has decided to spend the rest of his life with Renee, his girlfriend from a poor home. He was asked to detach from the throne. Where Isabella took over. 

Isabella, for her part, had a handsome, tall, gentle bodyguard, Christian, who took over from her formal guard, Tony, who had gone for paternity leave and didn't return; rather, he was transferred to another section. 

"Don't you think he will make the best husband for me?" Isabella, sitting with her friend Emily, speaks.

"My princess, do you mean Xavier?" Emily asked, not knowing whom the princess was referring to.

"No, but my bodyguard. I am in love with him." She answered boldly.

Emily could get surprised; she kept mute for a minute; her tongue seemed so heavy to roll words out from her mouth, but she had to talk.

"My princess, it seems you have forgotten in a hurry that your brother was denied his birthright, seemingly because he made his intentions known to the council that he is in love with a commoner and has decided to marry her. "Is that the same thing you want to happen to you?" Emily asked her carefully.

"Emily, I have never wanted to be the queen of this kingdom; it has always been my dream to keep a distance from this. My life is independent; freedom of choice is what I wanted. And if loving my own bodyguard will cause me the throne. Fine, I am ready for it." Isabella answered, as her face would reflect her action.

"You must know the consequences of what you intend to do." Emily, he honestly spoke.

"I'm sorry, Emily, for the fact that you are my best friend, my childhood friend, as that doesn't mean you should predict my life for me. I am in love with my bodyguard; I do not care about the outcome." Isabella sounded it, pure, without going back. "Listen, then the custom and tradition of this kingdom may forbid it. Again, trying to deprive me of my right, as the queen, even when I never wanted it. I have decided to fight for the throne. I shall be fully crowned the queen; I shall rule this kingdom. Taking it to its promised land is my priority. I am not as weak as my brother, who couldn't stand for the throne he claims to be his." Isabella, the tone could sound so bold.

" I see you are bold, in this ready to claim the throne, defend the love you seek to have for chrisirian. But don't forget, you are not dealing with dogs or a mere animal. These are human beings, men who have known the tradition and had vowed to keep it." Emily replied with warning. "I am your friend, your best friend, and I won't lead you astray. Don't forget, you are betrothed to the prince, Prince Xavier, and him will you marry." Emily talked back at her. 

Isabella couldn't bear it; she almost slapped Emily when Emily held her hands.

"Isabella, has it gotten to this?" To attempt laying hands on me?" Emily could ask with a trace of curiosity.

"Yes, it has all gotten to this." Isabella replied. "I am sorry, but your words kept hitting on my head. You have the time to reflect on the reality to me. But I can't resist the feelings I have for Christian. I thought it was just for a boss and her employee, not until I went on to give him the first kiss, right in his room, off duty." Isabella exposed herself. 

"My God, Isabella, do not allow the council to know about this. What if he does not love you? He will use this against you. I know he must have seen your nakedness." Emily, asked indirectly.

"Yes, but he had refused to lie with me. Though he professes his love for me as well. But, I think, he is scared not to be fired or sent out of the palace by grandpa, who approved his duty." Isabella further answered.

"At this time, Isabella, he has to leave." "Xavier is the one for you, not a commoner. Your own personal bodyguard. Do you know the height of taboo this is? Our own princess falling in love with her bodyguard." "Come on, lady, you should have thought about the cons first." Emily could try convincing her.

"I do not know Xavier; neither will I want to spend the rest of my life with him. And for the tradition, they are made by humans; the same human will definitely change it. I am ready to have the throne and, at the same time, my lover Christian. This two must be achieved." "I am not speaking barbarian here; it is clear." Isabella is almost concluded.

"If you had known how desperate your cousin was. Atlas is over the throne; you won't be saying this." Emily shows a deep surprise.

"You think he will have the throne?" Isabella asked.

"With the action you have put in and the taboo you have fallen into..." Emily was quickly interrupted.

"I beg your pardon, do not, never in your life, call my action a taboo." "You have your life, same with me." Isabella, warned and continued.

"But your life as the queen is a mirror before your subject; it has to reflect the kingdom's expectations." Emily sipped from the glass of wine as her throat was almost dry.

Isabella walked a lot toward the window; she sighted Christian, who was just standing on his duty post, right beside Isabella's car.

"What a handsome, charming man he is. He is so handsome he could get me crazy; his skin is so smooth and attractive. He is taller than expected; his smile always gets me crazy, and I fall in love with him on a daily basis. Who is Xavier to be compared to him? In humility, caring, love, and romance." Isabella, having the full tone with her. 

"I am fully in love with him. And nothing will anyone do about it." She concluded.