His Worst Mistake

Why does he care?

Troy saw the lawyers out of the Palace and returned to his study. He settled into his chair and let out a breath. Troy leaned against the chair and tilted his head back, closing his eyes. 

Troy thought back to the meeting room. Margot had just gone quiet. Something about that did not sit right with him. He knew she had more spunk than that. 

Troy ignored his thoughts and decided to focus on his work. 

But she looked deathly pale.

Troy continued working despite his thoughts repeatedly returning to Margot.

And she clutched her chest. Could she not breath or something?

Who was she putting on a show for? Was she looking for some form of sympathy?

Troy continued working. He glanced at clock and saw it was now 9pm. He had been so engrossed in work that he lost track of time. And why had his steward brought back no reports on Margot. He had his steward communicate with Margot's Ladies-in-waiting so he could keep an eye on her.

And she was sweating. Wait - Mother used to- 

Troy seemed to start fitting together some piece of a puzzle.

Was she having a panic attack?

Troy shot out of his seat. He made his way to Margot's chambers but found her  Ladies-in-waiting at her door. With her door closed. 

"Where's the Crown Princess?" Troy asked.

The ladies had their heads bowed and informed Troy that Margot had retired for the day and did not want to be disturbed.

"Open the door now" Troy ordered.

"I am sorry Your Highness. But the lady requests some time to herself."

Troy recalled his mother's episodes. Anna would have very severe panic attacks and then want to self harm as relief. He recalled his mother's slashed wrists on many occassions and imagined Margot doing same. Troy panicked. 

"OPEN THE DOOR NOW!!!" Troy roared

"Your Highness even if we wanted to execute your order, the lady has locked herself in. We have no means of opening the door from the outside."

Fuck security designs. Troy thought.

"Get me the Head Steward now" Troy gritted.

Before one of the junior ladies could scurry to get the Head Steward. Margot opened the door.

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When Margot came to, the first thing she noticed was the stinging on her left thigh. Margo felt sweaty and sticky all over and she had a shattering migraine. Margot winced. Margot's eyes were puffy and her face was red.

Margot picked herself up and as she made her way to the bathroom, she heard commotion outside her door. 

"OPEN THE DOOR NOW!!!" Margot heard Troy roar. 

Margot had no strength in her. What did he want now? She thought lazily.

Margot heard some more chatter. She looked herself in the mirror. Fixed her hair and face. Margot put on a long flowing gown and made her way to the door. with each step, her head pounded and her thigh stung.

When she opened the door, her ladies got in place and bowed at her. They started to apologise but Margot held her hand up and stopped them. They did no wrong.

Margot stared at the fuming Crown Prince with a blank expression.

"What do you want Crown Prince?"

Crown Prince? When has she ever called me that. Troy thought.