Secret Princess

🎀Chapter 11🎀

🌹Eliza🌹

~Six Months Later~

Things aren't always what they seem. Most especially in the world. Not just relationships. I mean there's family, friendship, work, entertainment, business. Everybody sees the world from their own independent perspective. From the muse behind a good painting to the shape of the world. Everybody feels or reacts differently. When they hear music or when they're touched. We all love and want o be loved or at least something close to all that. I'm just thinking there has to be another side to why i was exiled. That place was all I'd ever know. I mean that was until i was forced to move out to this foreign land. My dad's approval was always all i cared about. Just to hear those words of 'I'm proud of you' but it barely ever came. Maybe cause I'm a girl. He loves my brother, the golden boy, heir to the throne of Sweden. I would hate him if i didn't know all the burdens that come with the title, I'd rather be the loving and kind sister than the hateful sister who hates for absolutely no reason.

I'm trying to focus on my work but something......just something keeps nagging at me. My dad couldn't just have exiled me like that. Chris obviously isn't telling me something. If there's something here maybe I'll finally be able to go home. I miss my mom more than anything but I can't bring myself to talk to her. She just stood by and let dad exile me. Maybe she knew something i didn't, if so why is everyone keeping me in the dark? How long is indefinitely? If i go home now will they throw me out? Everything is just so unsure and if i'm being honest i really miss home. I just want to be able to see my family or to be in a place that's familiar to me. Harry's amazing but he's not family. Only God knows where this relationship is getting to and i don't want to think of the uncertainties. What would he do when he finds out who i really am......a girl who was stripped of her royal status and exiled for treason. He'd surely leave.......i mean its not a good look for a crowned prince. All i can do is just enjoy the now and try to ignore the inevitable.

"Hey......did you hear?" Clarissa asked when I walked into the break room for some coffee. It was most likely some gossip she heard. She gossips........a lot but who am i to judge? I never shy away from some good, juicy gossip. I mean its probably just some office gossip, like how she told me James and Harriet were having an affair......and it was true. Another reason why i listen to her.

"What's going on?" I asked while pouring myself a cup of some much needed coffee. I wondered if i should get some for Harry but decided against it seeing as he didn't tell me he wanted one when i left his office.

"Apparently there's some huge meeting going on tomorrow." I turned to face her in mock alarm. What meeting was she talking about? And why wasn't I informed of this? "Yeah yeah. Harry's making sure everyone's on their best behavior cause of it"

"Do you know who's coming?" i asked stirring my coffee

"No but i heard its some big share holder..........Anyways I gotta go" She said waving at me as she left. I walked back to my office, really paying attention to what everyone was doing and honestly they all were on edge. Maybe its cause my office is so hidden away but everything looks so......new and I've been working her for over six months. Everyone was running around with one file or the other. I speedily walked to Harry's office careful not to spill the coffee.

"Hey, is that mine?" Harry said when i walked in and i didn't bother to argue. Just gave him the coffee. Looking closely he really does looked stressed. His tie was loose and his sleeves were rolled up. There were papers everywhere. Was i so caught up in my own problems that i didn't see all the turmoil going on?

"Whats going on Harry?" I asked worry laced in my voice. I moved closer to him trying to calm him down. He sat in his chair with a sigh and motioned for me to sit on his lap. Me already being used to it did so. He hugged me tight and buried his face in my neck. I laughed when he started blowing the little hairs on my neck.