Chapter 2

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"Please, it's Kate. Just Kate. I'm not Princess Catherine here, I'm just Kate Temples." I told Jonas.

He needed to learn that I couldn't be called that here. It was imperative that only a little amount of people knew I who I was.

Imagine the amount of press the royal family would have when people found out that the 2nd in line for the throne is playing professional football in England.

It would get so much backlash. Not only towards me, but towards my family, and I don't want that. I wanted to make their lives as easy as possible with no scandals that they had to fix.

It was already so hard for me to get permission to be allowed to play in school, like high school and grade school. Even more so for University since a lot of people actually choose to watch those. So playing professionally, it took so much.

Everyone that worked for the crown, absolutely disagreed. They said that if anything happened to the monarch and the current first in line that I would be the Queen and me playing football had to many risks. Along with them saying that it wasn't ladylike and I should do something to help the monarchy, not playing.

My father on the other hand knew I wouldn't stop. I had done everything asked of me for years.

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I had gotten great grades and scores on my exams during grade school and high school. I had gone to every event they wanted me to go to. I had entered the military since they thought it would be best if at least one person of our family joined, and my siblings didn't want it to be them. So being the wonderful sibling and child, I did it.

And I'm not complaining, I'm not saying that my siblings lived easy lives. Because they didn't.

George had to go with my father to all kind of things. He had to do all kind of things to prepare to take over the monarchy in the future. He went to events, did charity projects to get in good favors with the public, did some military training(but didn't officially join or serve). He had to be the perfect child, but so did I.

And then apparently there was some kind of 'arrangement' that was meant to happen if George were to pass without an heir. It would skip me and go to Louis, my younger brother.

They thought that he would be the better ruler and it should skip me. Why they thought that I had no idea. If George were to pass without heir, I knew I would rise up to the crown. And I knew I would be at least ok at the job. (I would be great at it.)

Apparently the people in parliament and in the high government offices thought it would be a bad idea if I were to become Queen. Their reason, 'She's a woman'. This reason was ridiculous, because there had been plenty of great leaders who were women.

One of them being my great-grandmother. She was one of the greatest rulers of the monarchy. But the bastards in the office thought me being a women was idiotic.

So Louis would be THEIR next choice for monarch. As such he also had to learn the ropes of being in charge. He would do the same things as George. But he clearly didn't want it. He wanted to help the people in more hands-on approach. He started charities, and non-profit organizations to help people. In our country and outside of it. That was what he wanted to do. And he was stressed enough with it. Yes he loved it, but it was a big job. And at 22 this was big for him.

At last but certainly not least, was our youngest siblings, our precious little sister, Olivia. She was the youngest at 14. Our parents had us all a couple of years apart so their certainly was an age gap between us.

Our parents never wanted her to have a public life. They saw what it did to us, it made us self-conscious, it made us see what people said about us. If one is accidentally said something wrong in front of a camera it would go viral in minutes. They would drag us in the press, saying all kinds of things about us.

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