Everly Blossom is a princess, adopted into the Royal Family by the King and Queen of England. Everly doesn't remember much of her past all she knows now is tailored dresses, silverware and butlers.
She has dreamt of a life of fun, laughter and joy b...
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When I put Everly to bed and I know that Richard and Ethel are in bed, I sneak downstairs and past the dining room and round the castle, all the way to the King's office. I know that after their brunch with Philip, Richard took him to his office to discuss 'business' matters.
There must be something useful on my phone.
My eyes fixate on the wooden door. It's almost shut and I release a silent breath, thank fuck it's not locked. I push on the door and poke my head around but the lights are out, when I step inside I'm careful not to knock anything.
This would be a hard situation to explain if I'm caught.
As soon as I reach the shelf, I pat my hand across the top and exhale when the edge of my finger touches my phone. I grab it instantly and get the fuck out of his office, leaving his door ajar. Just how I found it.
When I get into my bedroom, I shut the door, shed my clothes and climb into my bed. Reaching for my headphones and turning off the eight hour long voice memo. Once they're firmly in my ears I lay back against the pillows and press play, skipping along until I can hear voices.
It's around the second hour where I hear the door open and Richard telling Philip to sit down, they fumble around with glasses, pouring drinks and they get comfortable.
"You know that I want nothing to ruin our arrangement," Philip's voice is harsh and I'm shocked he'd ever speak to Richard like that, considering he is the King.
