The Royal Romance ✔

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I am panicking hard. I came here without informing a single soul. I have to attend this party in Buckingham Palace and what if I am bombarded with questions about my whereabouts.

"Do you really think this dress will distract others from my bruises." I asked my fashion advisor/ stylist.

"I am positive" she replied
"I want to believe you so badly. Trust me" I muttered while the fitting

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Well as usual I was chatting with some of famous people of the country but this time I couldn't really pay attention to them nor to the topic of the conversation because my eyes were on George chatting with the prime minister.

I excused myself from the group and walked to him.
"Oh, Prime Minister, I hope you're having a wonderful evening here" I greeted him and extended my hand for him kiss

"Indeed ma'am" he smiled and I returned it
"Well, then would you please excuse us, he will be back in a moment" I said

"Oh, sure sure, indeed" he said and walked away. I pulled George to a corner and sighed

"Are you thinking of being scandalous here to prove me" he whispered angrily. Damn him he is the one having an affair who gives him the right to be so moody with me.

Then again the society gives him the right being a man and the Prince of Wales.

"No, no why would I? I Indeed give a damn about my reputation unlike you right?" I whispered back

"This is not what you wanted to tell me. What is it?" He whispered
"I want you to behave yourself around our children. I don't want them to be worried us" I whispered back pointing to him and then me.

Without giving him a chance to reply I walked away only to be stopped by pa.

"These parties tend to be a bit boring don't they" he chucked lightly
"What are you implying" I asked raising one eyebrow

"Oh, nothing really just let's talk in my office shall we?" He said
"Okay.............. Lead the way" I replied and followed after him to his office.

"Can you be kind and  help this old man with his red box" he asked sitting on his chair as I took the seat opposite to him.

"Sure, let's get on" I laughed

After working on those papers for a long time and denying his questions about anything happening to me he asked again what felt like for the thousandth time.

"You know, you can tell me, I won't judge"
"Damnit, what do you expect from me when your son is having an affair behind the close doors in front of my children, in front me.

What else could these be? Ofcourse these are the scars left behind by my attempts to end my life to get peace from this torture" I shouted getting up and the chair tumbling down.

He seemed to be shocked by my angry outburst and so was I. I just shouted on the king.

I picked the chair up and sat on it.
"Look, I can explain. I am extremely sorry and disappointed in myself that I couldn't handle my emotions"

"Talk with me I will help" he said holding my hands that's when George came in and I snatched my hand from there making him give me a suspicious look.

"I should get going I really should" I muttered and stood up