The British Princess

Part 18

The next morning I couldn't find Isabelle or Thomas anywhere, so I just spent time with Thea up until she hurried me off to breakfast. Today was the day of the report, and it was due to be held just before lunch.

The boys were all there, as were my parents, but Izzy and my brother were late. They came in arm in arm as they always do, Isabelle sitting down next to me as usual.

I nudge her, "I was looking for you, where were you?"

"I'll tell you after." She says with a smile and I raise an eyebrow at her.

We wait as breakfast is served, an arrangement of freshly cooked, bacon, eggs, toast, beans and sausages to select from.

"Want some toast Tom?" Isabelle asked, handing him the basket of buttered toast and he smiled.

My brother kissed her hair happily, taking a slice for his plate, "Thanks Bells."

"Want some Char?" Isabelle offers me and I take one.

"Thank you." I say and put some eggs and bacon on my plate before beginning my meal.

Tate, who was across from me started chatting animatedly about his cousin who he was really close with, and I enjoyed the easy conversation.

Jack pipped up with stories from his home life and it began a discussion amongst the selected boys, talking about their families and sharing funny stories.

"When Thomas was 7, around Christmas time, he would run around the halls with me as we chanted Christmas songs at the top of our lungs." I say and Thomas laughs and nods.

"Oh how cute that would have been." Isabelle says and looks to Thomas with a loving smile.

"Don't even get me started on Charlotte as a kid though," Thomas begins to say to Isabelle, "The guards couldn't keep her under control as she loved to run around so much."

"Like when I ran and hide in the gardens and fell asleep and everyone was so worried about me when I was simply having such a peaceful nap in the sun." I said and Thomas nodded as he remembered that time fondly.

It was an enjoyable meal, and once everyone finished Isabelle told me to stay back while our parents and the boys filed out.
Izzy waited as staff cleared the table before speaking.

"I need to tell you something."

"Alright. Then tell me." I say, wanting her to just tell me without beating around the bush.

"Hold on, ok, I'm here." Thomas says, re-entering the room after finishing a conversation with one of the selected boys, James I think.

Isabelle looked at me, and as she met my eye she started tearing up. But she was still smiling.

"We need to tell you something." Thomas says, and hugs Isabelle from behind.

"You guys are scaring me, what's going on?" I ask, looking between their smiling faces, slightly concerned at the tears on Isabelle's face.

"Char, I'm pregnant."

"Pregnant?" I repeat under my breath with wide eyes, "Oh my god. And you know for sure?" I ask, putting a hand over my mouth and feeling as if I might tear up myself.

She nods, "Tom made me take like 4 tests to be sure, and the doctors confirmed it."

I pull Isabelle into a hug, "Oh this is so exciting. Do you know how far along you are?"

"2 months." Thomas said at the same time Isabelle spoke.

"2 months. The doctor did a test when they had a general check up after I fainted the other day. It explains why I have been throwing up more recently."