The sequel to Princess Darrel Crawley
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Elizabeth, Princess of Wales, heir apparent to the British throne. Formerly known as Lady Darrel Crawley, the youngest daughter of Lord and Lady Grantham.
Now 18-years-old, Darrel's life seems to be as norma...
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Darrel stayed at Downton Abbey for two weeks, claiming she wanted to spend more time with her family. While that was true, the main reason for her extended stay was so that she had the opportunity to think about how she planned to stop Their Majesties from blackmailing Chadwick. The Princess of Wales spent her days as she usually did; going on rides, having tea with her family, and annoying Mrs Patmore.
Although in the evenings, she stayed up late and read through every letter exchanged between Robert and Her Majesty. Darrel asked Bates for the key once she finished looking at the letters she took and snuck up to the luggage room in the evenings to read more of them. By the time she finished reading all the letters, she found herself feeling very confused. The letters ended abruptly, and the last one did not seem overly hostile. Darrel was unsure how Robert and Mary of Teck's relationship went so wrong. Although she knew one thing: they had been in love at some point.
The evening before Darrel planned to head back to London, Thomas entered Allen's room to find the bodyguard packing his case.
"Did you come to help me?" Allen inquired.
"No," Thomas replied. "But I can help if you like."
"I am afraid you are more of a distraction than an asset."
"That is offensive. I should leave."
"No, don't go. How can I make it better?"
"I have an idea," Thomas smirked, approaching Allen and pulling him in for a kiss.
"Is all forgiven now?" Allen asked.
"Not yet. I'll need a few more apologies."
Allen laughed and continued to kiss the butler.
"One day you have to convince Lady Darrel to stay here for a month or more," Thomas groaned.
"You know I have no control over that," Allen reminded.
"You are her Head Bodyguard."
"That does not mean that I can convince her to do anything. You know as well as I that one cannot order Her Highness around."
"Indeed."
"All right, now I need to pack. So sit down, look pretty, and let me get on with that."
Thomas grinned as he sat down on the bed and looked up at Allen who continued to pack his case.
"Allen?" Thomas asked after a few minutes of silence.
"Yes, Thomas?" The bodyguard replied.
"I love you."
"I love you too."
The following morning, the Princess of Wales returned to Buckingham Palace. She entered the main hall to find Wilson.
