A Royal In the Making

Chapter Six: I Am Not Alone

I have the perfect explanation as to why I did not update this chapter yesterday. I am dog sitting my hyperactive puppy that really belongs to my parents but I take care of her the most when I am at my parents during school breaks. I haven't been able to write at all this weekend and she is sleeping on my lap right now and it's really hard to type. She is actually leaving soon which I'm excited about because I can have a break and refocus on school and this story. The next chapter will be up on Wednesday!-expressionwriter

I apologized to my grandmother shortly after Charles left. We had a good conversation and she made me feel better which honestly surprised me. I know I need to do better not just for me but for everybody.

While doing the tasks set out for me I decided to have a better attitude with my life. I put on a smile in doing so. I greeted those around me and helped those who needed it.

On my dates, I asked questions to get to know the princes more. They were happily talking about themselves even more so. A couple of them pried into my life where I shared as little as I could.

One thing about me is that I have never had anyone to confide in. At least not since I stopped communicating with my father. He was the only person I felt like I could be open with. My mother always worked and I had to be strong for her and show no weakness.

My phone rang at an odd time for phone calls. Once I looked at the caller ID it made sense. Charles said he would call me when he had a free moment. We've been texting since he left two days ago.

"Well hello, beautiful. Is this a bad time?" Charles greeted.

"No, it's a good time. How are you?"

"Um, I'm doing okay."

"Charles you don't sound like it. What's going on?"

"It's nothing I can't handle. Don't you worry about me."

"Okay. I won't pry. Charles?"

"Yeah?" I paused not sure how to bring up what was on my mind. "Rory please tell me what is on your mind."

"I took what you said into consideration. So far things have been going better. I am trying more."

"That's not what you were going to say Aurora."

"Joe is waving me over. I have to go. Bye." I quickly hung up the phone. Joe was nowhere near here but how could I tell Charles that I have been having these weird dreams of my father and me? Everything else was perfect except that.

Charles tried calling back but I let it go to voicemail. He even texted several times. All I could really do was ignore him.

There were boxes of my father's letters on a bench in my room. I couldn't help but wonder what they say. Does he regret leaving me? Does he wish I would've stayed in his home? Is he mad at me or proud of my choice given I was just eight years old?

My thoughts were interrupted as Jane who is editing my second book called. We spoke for a little while about how there were a few last-minute things to tweak. After that task would be finished I'd send it over and the book would begin the process of publishing. I informed her I may be a little hard to reach through the coming months but would do my best to communicate with her.

Since I had nothing better to do than finish the final touches of my book that is what I did. This was happening again. Although, no book tour this time. I'll be celebrating my birthday, getting married, and then lastly becoming Queen of Para. I was frightened.

As I was falling asleep there was a commotion coming outside of my room. I wasn't sure what was going on. So I got up and opened the door to find Joe and Charles arguing.