Modern Princess

Chapter 21

Chapter 21

Ren's POV

Even though I pride myself of thriving off of drama and exciting events that happen around me, I was ready to go back to Kedudien by the end of the wedding reception.

My driver pulled the car through the circular drive at the back of the palace and I sighed in relief. It was so nice to be home.

I turned to my right and shook Gail awake.

"We're at the palace. Do you want to stay here or do you want a car to take you home?"

"Umm. I should probably go home. I'm sure my mom needs me to watch over the boys," she groggily replied, rubbing her eyes.

"Okay. Be good," I smirked, giving her a side hug

"Always."

"Take Gail to her house ," I instructed the driver as he opened my door for me to step out. He was so use to driving to her house that I didn't even need to give him the address.

He bowed his head and shut my door.

I made my through the palace, only stopping once to ask a guard where my father was. He instructed to go check my father's office to which I made my way towards.

Father would want to know that I was back especially since I would have to continue on with my Queenly classes. The wedding was a greta excuse to miss a few days of those classes.

I was smiling widely when the guard opened the door to my father's office. My smile immediately dropped when I saw what was inside or rather who.

The one woman I thought I would never see again. The one woman who had abandoned my dad and I all those years ago. The one woman who I despised more than anyone.

She stood there with wide eyes and a red face from either yelling or crying. Since her eyes looked clear of emotion and red rings, I would say it was from yelling. Her clothes were simple, no longer fit for the queen she was suppose to be. She looked normal. Her hair the same golden blonde as mine; the same color as the day she left.

The door to Father's office was closed and I cringed at the thud it made.

"Renoford. My baby," she smiled at me, but I saw nothing genuine about it.

The only thing that made this woman my mother was the signature she had left on my birth certificate.

All I could do was stand there. I had imagined this moment so many times, came up with all kinds of things I would have loved to have said to her face the day she left, but I was stuck in silence.

"I'm home," she continued smiling, as she started walking towards me.

Apparently, this struck a cord in my brain because my voice finally came back to me.

"Don't you dare," I growled.

She stopped, her smiling fading into more familiar; a frown.

"Renoford-"

"Don't you dare," I repeated. "I am Princess Renoford and shall be addressed as so."

"Ren," my father quietly chastised, as valiant as ever.

"That is no way to speak to someone, especially your mother," she said, her frown deepening.

"My mother," I laughed loudly, an obnoxious and mocking laugh that portrayed my feelings far better than my words could. "I don't have a mother. That woman left a long time ago to go fulfill her selfish dreams and live her selfish life."