Encounter

Part 12:...breath...

"You can put me down Freddie" said Caroline.

" Thank you for telling me something I already know besides, I like you over my shoulder" Freddie said.

" The blood is rushing to my head and I'm starting to feel lightheaded, can you not walk with me upside down,  now put me down you bastard."

"Bastard, bastard, now what way is that for a princess to talk?" said Freddie as he walked towards  the waiting Rolls and gave Caroline a spank on each cheek.

"Ow, what do you want from my arse" Caroline cried struggling to get off of Freddie.

" Oh my dear you'd run for the hills if I told you."

"Good grief, Freddie, my violin, I left it in the studio. Please get it, I can't lose it, it was my mothers."

Freddie put her in the car and ran back to the studio where he found Brian trying to play her violin. Not bad he thought, he is a musical genius.

" What is going on with Fred and the princess? Is he going through one of his confusing times again" Roger asked.

"He does that periodically" Brian said.

Freddie stopped walking as he heard them mention his name and decided to listen. What do I do periodically, confusing, he thought, what are they talking about?

" Look he's in a state of flux,  when he's with women he wants men when he's with men he wants women and sometimes as in the case with Mary he gravitated towards a woman. Do you remember back in 1973 when he had a so called secret tryst with Carrie Fisher. He thought it was secret when he and Bowie we're going after her. She was only seventeen for God's sakes, It's a wonder how that poor girl could even walk. Now it seems he's got a thing for the princess." Brian said.

" Guys why you're talking about this behind his back, it's not right. Freddie is allowed to explore his sexuality without our opinions" John said.

"Oh bosh John, you're so far up Freddie's ass, you stick up for him no matter what" Roger said.

" Now listen here Rog...." Brian's face paled as he saw as Freddie standing in the doorway.

"Brian, what's the matter" Roger asked,  you look like you've seen a ghost"

" Not a ghost dear, just lil ole confused me" Freddie answered.

"I'm thrilled my band is so invested in my personal life, it warms my heart. I'll take that violin now Brian, if you don't mind."

" Listen Fred, I'm sorry, but we're all concerned about you" Brian said

"Concerned Brian? Clean up your own domestic issues and stay out of mine." Freddie snarled as he turned around and left the studio. As he approached his car, it was blocked by an official Luxenbourgen automobile  resplendent with flags and a page dressed in formal  regalia carrying what appeared to be an official document to Carolyn.

"What's this Sedgwick?" asked Carolyn of her father's steward.

"Your Royal Highness, forgive me, but His Royal Highness, the Grand Ducal, wanted to make sure that YOU received this" the steward announced looking directly at Freddie.

Freddie bristled, clenched his fists upon hearing this and took a firm steps towards Sedgwick as Carolyn restrained him by tugging on his arm.

" Please Freddie, just let me scan this to see if it needs an immediate response."

Carolyn chuckled at the schedule her father sent to her. It included a list of interviews with both television and the press, as well as being at official openings. Inwardly, she laughed because if she did any of these, she would never be able to clean Freddie's bathrooms. Even though what Freddie said in the studio about cleaning his toilets filled Carolyn with obvious indignation, for some strange reason she was looking forward to it, she wanted to get back to Garden Lodge with Freddie.