Chapter Three

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Jacks POV :

I watched Katherine walk into her new room . After a second I ran to my aunts office .

"A prince does not run unless it's for sport Jack " "I know Aunt Medda , I just had to get to you !" "Alright , so ?" "So?" "So ? How was it ? Do you like her ?" She asked folding her hands and placing her chin on them . I sat down and shrugged my shoulders . "What's that suppose to mean ?!" She almost yelled . "It's just I don't know her ! She's dry ! She didn't ask questions while I took her on the tour ! She didn't take my arm ! She didn't even act impressed ! She yawned !" "Jack ! She's has been on a plane for 13 hours ! She's tried ! She had to pack , get in an auto then a plane then another auto! She was bombarded with camera crews and all ! Cut her some slack ! Tonight at dinner I'll meet her . After that we will have a meeting . If I find that's this may not work . I will call King Joseph and call off this wedding !" "Really ! You can do that ? You would do that ?!?!?" "Yes Jack , but I need to see you try !" "Okay ! Thank you so much aunt Medda !!!!" I said . I kissed her cheek and walked off to my room.

Soon all of this will be gone ! No more Katherine!!!!!!!!!!!

Then I ran into someone . "Oops " I said "so sorry . My apologies Prince Jack" Katherine said crap . "It's all my fault " I said . "No I wasn't looking where I was going " "oh well we're are you going ?" "Well I was hoping to look and see the paintings of old New York " "what do you mean ?" "They said in the book that there is old paintings of New York . Like 1898 ! Back when there was newsboys and papers ! I enjoy papers . Reading and writing them " "interesting " "have you heard of Joseph Pulitzer?" "Your father ?" "Yes , but no . Before him there was a newsboys strike ! He owned the paper they were protesting against. His son had a son and son and son and son had a son then my father . King Joseph Pulitzer. My family is originally from New York . But when the war happened they asked the Pulitzer family to move over to California and run the country . As kings and queens . My father simply refused to take me here . I always asked but he said there is bad blood between the Pulitzer Monarchy and Kelly Monarchy." "What do you mean ?" "Well , your great grandfather , give or take a few greats was the boy who stood up against Joseph Pulitzer . Jack Kelly . " "Nice name " "yes , well . There was someone , I'm not sure who but was involved with Kelly but was somehow involved with Pulitzer. So there is the bad blood . " "interesting " "yes , that's one of the reasons we always nerve had relations " "California and New York ?" "Yep ! That's why they want us to marry to so there can no longer be bad blood and also we can use each other's resources."

"So what your saying Katherine is that's our marriage is a business deal ?" "Sadly , but yes . There is a law I read . That we must have at least one child in order for our marriage to be official " "what does that mean Katherine?" "That we must have a child . Meaning that we can have a successor , from both California and New York " "interesting " "yep " "you like to read ?" "Yes , I love it I love writing more . More than reading !" "What do you never get to write ?" "Well my father rather me learn laws and regulations. As well as how to 'run a country '. Oh , I've said too much haven't I ?" "No , just enough "

"Oh " "I could take you to see the pictures of New York from 1898 if you want " "I would , if you don't mind " "nope ." "That's great " "follow me "

Katherine's POV:

"Follow me " Jack said . He had us walk down a long hall . It was an uncomfortable silence . "Here we are " he said to doors . I stood starting at the door . Waiting for him to open it . "What's wrong Katherine?" "Aren't you going to open it ?" "See that's the thing . It's locked . It's never locked . When I was younger Davey and I would run down here when I was late for my lessons . It's a great shortcut ." "But it's locked " "yeah . A couple of days ago it wasn't . I'll ask my aunt for the key ." "You will ?" I said hopeful . He smiled "yeah , ain't no problem "

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