Thrown into Royalty [chicklit romance] [REVISING]

XXII.

A/N: Hi guys! I'm so sorry for taking so long, since I'm having my finals and I'm struggling to even have some free time. Finally I've updated, and it's a bit longer than the usual chapters, so I hope this one makes up for lost time. Caterina and Maeve's outfits are up on my Polyvore page, so check them out. xx h

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XXII.

"Good morning," Caterina greeted when she entered the dining hall for breakfast. She had a wide smile as she took her seat.

"Well, what's got you looking dizzy today?" Queen Louise asked, eyeing her daughter with suspicion.

"You mean, who?" Margaux butted in, but I nudged her with my elbow gently and inconspicuously. She cocked an eyebrow at me. "What?" She frowned.

But it was too late. Queen Louise had taken notice of Margaux's comment and looked at Caterina again. "Is it that Spanish Crown Prince that's making you like... this?" She looked her daughter up and down.

"What do you mean by this?" Caterina shot a look of incredulity at her mother before glancing down at her all-black ensemble— her Chloé sweater, asymmetrical Mugler skirt, Dolce&Gabbana backpack and Givenchy ankle lace-up boots. "I'm pretty sure you've seen me in at least one of these."

The Queen sighed. "Not talking about the way you dress, darling, but... how happy you look. He seems to have made quite an impact on you." She glanced at her husband, who was listening intently.

"Oh." Caterina looked away, stuttering as her cheeks flushed. "Uh, I, ah, thanks."

"Anything planned for the day before Daniel leaves Stockholm?" Margaux asked her.

"Uhm, yeah." Caterina awkwardly replied as she nervously glanced at her parents. "Daniel promised me last night that he'd take me flying, so he's picking me up after I'm finished with breakfast. Then he has some political agendas before he leaves."

"Oh," Margaux nodded slowly, understanding. "Yeah, it's a sad thing that he's only here for barely two days. Well, we can visit anyone at any time."

The doors opened, and one of the main staff members went over to Caterina's side. "Your Highness, the Prince of Spain is here for you."

Her face paled. "What? I haven't even eaten yet—"

"Tell the prince to come up and join us." King Henry spoke up. "Tell him that the princess hasn't finished her meal, and that this would be a good time to get to know each other."

Caterina groaned, her hands in her face as she flushed red. Margaux tried to purse her lips. "I think this will be the first interrogation we'll ever see led by the King because his daughter is going out with a prince, let alone a boy." She whispered, letting out a barely-audible giggle.

"By the way, where's the two boys?" Queen Louise asked.

"Oh, they went fly-fishing... somewhere." Margaux replied, her frown deep as she realised she didn't know where exactly they were.

"Fly-fishing?" I looked at her.

"Ever since they were teenagers, they liked going fly-fishing around Sweden during the weekend." King Henry responded. "Usually, they come back and we'll have the fishes they caught for dinner."

I frowned, obviously not knowing about this. "Oh."

"Your Majesties and Highnesses, The Crown Prince of Spain is here." One of the staff members announced, interrupting my question. Our heads snapped up as we all looked to the door that opened.