His Duty

Chapter 4

                  Carlotta Anderson

Los Angels has always been my dream city. Moving here was the best decision of my life I've ever made. My heart burned for the lights and the weather of this city and I knew I was in love the moment I stepped off my private plane.

I looked out of the window wall of my apartment and the lights shined into my eyes. I watched the skyline and the people on the streets. Some were running, some were walking, I saw a couple holding hands smiling at each other with so much love, a man walking his dog and so many other things. Los Angeles has always been a busy city.

Five years I have spend my life here, living as Carlotta Rose. I got the glimpse of the hectic life as a college student, going to classes on the week days and clubbing on the weekends.

Life was simple and easy and I'm really glad that I got the chance to spent some years of my life here.

Saying goodbye is going to be hard. I met the most amazing people here that I wouldn't have met if I had not moved here. I was able to live my life the way I wanted in these fives years.

"You're coming home." My mother, Alana Anderson, the Queen of England cried happy tears from the screen, breaking me from my thoughts.

"Yes, I'm coming home." I signed smiling happily, thanking god silently because I was already wake before my parents called or I would have gotten a big lecture about sleeping till so late.

It was time to go home and for the first time in years I wasn't sure how to feel about that. I loved Los Angeles, I always had and always will, but London was my home.

"How are you going to spend your last day on there?" My mother asked.

"Eat as much junk food I can." I joked, earning the million dollor worthly laughters from my parents as my father walked from behind and appeared on the screen.

"Bring some for me, princess." My father, Anthony Anderson, King of England, chuckled waving his hand back and fourth.

"Your wish is my command, highness." I bowed my head playfully, smiling from ears to ears.

My reasons to escape London were definetely not my parents. I have a great relationship with them despite the fact that they were always busy taking care of the country.

So why did the Princess leave her own home country?

I just needed to escape from the late king, my grandfather. Or perhaps that royal wedding that I had been dreading all my adulthood. He thought it was a perfect idea to marry his only granddaughter off to the grandson of mafia king.

My dear grandfather, Andrie Anderson was the great friend of great Danial Bernardi. They immediately hit it off almost a century ago when the Bernardi's fled to our land and started their bussiness.

Then came a treaty, a blood binding, where one member from the each family get together in the matrimony sealing the treaty forever and shall there would be no war.

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I left Los Angeles after years of hiding underneath the city's light. London welcomed me with the heartwarming hello. Cold breeze brushed across my face as I stepped outside of the jet in a pastel green dress. I couldn't even remember the last time I wore dress.

Romeo put his coat over my shoulders and gave me a encouraging smile as we walked out of the airport, the cameras started to flash in our eyes.

I was finally home.

Father and Mother embraced me with the tight hugs as they muttered sweet nothing in my ears. But I couldn't hear the single thing as my eyes were stuck upon the large painting of my grandfather on the wall on our drawing room.

Chills ran down my spine as I stared into his stormy eyes, reminding about the duty I needed to fulfill, the reason why I am back here in first place.

It was then when the marriage started to really suffocate me and I lived in a daze when the news of the royal wedding was out. People were excited except the bride. Everywhere I go, I only heard about how this wedding was going to be magical, and like a good princess I am, I smiled and sucked it up because I knew there was no escape.

I was getting married.

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