Tudor Roses & Romance

Chapter 4: Wanting

Significant circumstances usually mark the greatest transitions in life: birthdays, graduations, weddings, or pregnancy. But the most remarkable changes often come from the unexpected, smaller moments, usually when we stop, take a step back, and look where we're at. Because each time we see how far we've come, we also see how far we still have left to go.

In order to completely change, we might need to free ourselves of everything we've been holding tightly to send us on our new path--- the right one. Some of the hardest things to eliminate are firm mindsets and preconceived notions. And to do this requires a sort of bravery and courage. As they say, fortune favors the bold.

Unfortunately, for a certain princess, courage doesn't come easy. It's ironic, really, considering who her mother and father are, but it's no less true. The thing about bravery is showing up and letting our true selves be seen. Take risks and allow the unexpected to unfold. It started when Mary showed up for her sister's soccer game.

It was just an ordinary day, like any other day of the week, where nothing remarkable happened. But most of all, it was a day in which everything was precisely how it should be. No untoward incidents occurred, including hunky Dukes jogging through the park. It was utterly boring and comfortable.

Mary had been sitting behind her desk going over the markup for the fall charity campaign. The new ads will start running in mid-August. They'll feature the year's theme: The champion's heart beats with grace and determination.

Women who have come to Her Grace, received rehabilitation, and lived to tell the tale will be featured. Because they are the true champions, unlike sports stars. It's one of the most ambitious promotions for the charity, and everyone agrees that it'll be worth it in the end. Most especially if they can add new donors.

While reviewing content, Fiona shouted, "The town car is here to take you to your sister's game!"

Mary's head shot up. "Oh, crap! I totally forgot," she admitted.

Then Her Highness jumped to her feet, grabbed her purse, and flew out of the room. Her friend was hot on her heels. Usually, these football games allow Fiona to meet with His Majesty's secretary. They share important dates and link schedules. Out of breath, the girls entered the car and drove off toward the game.

On the way, the two talked about upcoming meetings, dress fittings, and other daily details in the life of a princess. When the car came to a stop at the soccer field, the duo was ready to conquer the world in a fabulous pair of shoes. Security escorted them to the King's section, where the girls split up. Mary took her place by her father, and Fiona moved to sit by His Majesty's secretary.

The no-nonsense assistant took one look at His Majesty's uppity right-hand man and greeted him, "Culpeper." Her head was trained on the football field.

Culpeper acknowledged her, "Fiona, always a pleasure." They whipped out their phones and began syncing.

Meanwhile, Mary craned her head to get a glimpse of her sister. Beth turned around and waved, happy to see her big sis. After returning the wave, Her Highness's attention turned to her father. Seeing the man try to blend in with ordinary people by wearing khaki pants and a navy polo is rather comical. This is his customary outfit for Beth's games. At least he's making an attempt, whereas when she was a child, it was full regal attire all hours of the day. It became embarrassing at dance recitals, but that's just her opinion.

Henry mentioned, "The fundraiser was a success. Everyone enjoyed themselves. You even seemed happy for a change dancing with Charles, which was surprising because you never dance."

Mary didn't know whether to feel affronted or grateful he acknowledged her presence at the benefit at all. Instead, she opted to say, "It's a pleasant day for football. I think Beth will score this time. She's been working hard, practicing to do so."