As a member of the royal families of both sweden and british

part 40

Part 40: The Unexpected News

As the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in hues of orange and purple, I made my way to the garden where I had arranged to meet Isabella. The air was cool, and the soft rustling of leaves added to the serene atmosphere. I felt a mix of excitement and anxiety, wondering what important news she had to share.

When I arrived, I found Isabella sitting on a stone bench, her gaze fixed on the blooming flowers before her. She looked beautiful, a vision in a flowing sundress that accentuated her grace. As I approached, she turned, and her expression instantly shifted from pensive to warm.

“Alryana,” she greeted softly, standing to embrace me. “Thank you for meeting me.”

“Of course,” I replied, sensing the weight of her words before they even left her lips. “What’s on your mind?”

She motioned for me to sit beside her, and I could see a flicker of nervousness in her eyes. “I wanted to talk about our future—our plans. There’s something I’ve been thinking about.”

I held my breath, feeling a sense of trepidation mixed with anticipation. “Go on.”

Taking a deep breath, she spoke. “I’ve been offered an opportunity to work on an international project focused on youth advocacy and mental health initiatives. It’s a significant role that would require me to travel and engage with young leaders from different countries.”

My heart raced as I processed her words. This was incredible news—an opportunity for her to make an even bigger impact on a global scale. But there was also an unspoken concern brewing within me. “Is this something you want to do?” I asked, searching her eyes for answers.

“Yes,” she affirmed, her eyes lighting up with passion. “But it also means I would have to step back from our current projects, at least for a while. I know how much this mental health platform means to you, and I don’t want to leave you in the lurch.”

The news hit me like a wave. I understood the importance of her ambitions, but the thought of her leaving felt like a chasm opening up between us. “Isabella, you’ve worked so hard for this, and I want you to pursue your dreams,” I replied, my voice steady despite the turmoil within. “But what does this mean for us?”

She looked down, her fingers nervously twisting the delicate ring on her finger. “I don’t want to lose what we have, Alryana. This opportunity could take me away for months, and I don’t want our relationship to suffer because of it.”

I reached for her hand, intertwining my fingers with hers. “We’ve built something