God Save The Queen

Chapter 9: Devil's Luck

*Dean's P.O.V*

I woke up in a haze, for a moment I forgot where I was when I looked around at the strangely girly room. Then I felt the weight in my arms. I looked down to see Amara and I remembered the day we had spent together yesterday. It was possibly one of the best days of my life, even though it should not have happened. But I looked down at her sleeping peacefully in my arms and I knew it didn't matter. I couldn't help but kiss the top of her head before getting up. Unfortunately she started to stir. 

"Dean? What are you doing?" She asked me, her voice husky from sleep.

"I have to get back to my mom hun, go back to sleep, it's okay." I responded trying to get her to go back to bed, I really had to get down to my family before they noticed. 

"Okay, but before you go you need to give me a proper goodbye, meanie." She said teasing.

"I guess I am capable of that." I replied walking over to her. I kissed her softly before saying, "Goodbye my love."

"Now that is much better. Goodbye Dean." She said, laying down with a sweet smile on her face. 

God she is amazing, I thought as I walked out the door.

***

After I had got back to my room unnoticed, I decided to take a shower and get dressed. What was waiting for me afterwards however, was not so pleasant.

*ring, ring, ring* *ring, ring, ring*

I ran to the phone and picked it up just in time.

"Hello?"

"Dean Bowen is that you?"

"Um yes?"

"It's Alexander Forester you idiot. Get in my office NOW!"

"O-oh, u-um, y-yes sir."

Then he hung up. God I knew this was going to happen I just knew it. I'm going to get fired... Or even worse... put in confinement! Confinement is horrible, absolutely nothing in the room but a toilet and a slot for food, it's like servant jail. Crap. What do I do?! I need to think of a cover story...

These were the several thoughts racing through my mind just before I arrived in his office.

"Dean." Forester said with a cold, serious tone.

"Hello Sir, you called me in?" I replied nervously.

"Have you seen the newspapers recently Dean?" He asked, shuffling through the piles of paper on his desk.

"Um, No Sir."

"Well, maybe you should spend more time doing just that." He said slamming a newspaper down infront of me.

ROYAL BOYFRIEND?

The newest Princess of England was spotted on what may have seemed like a date. Our sources do not seem to recognize the boy but we can only assume that he is the "Royal Boyfriend." The couple was spotted at a local restaurant popular with the dating scene. "They certainly seemed like a couple the way they conversed and laughed with each other. They were very cute together." Says local citizen Stacy Matthews. Updates are to be expected in the next edition of Nightly Reviewer.

Below the article was a picture of me and Amara. I couldn't help but smile a little at the comment from the local but overall I knew this was big trouble. The look on Forester's face was also a big hint.

"Oh." Was all I could muster up.

"Oh. Is that really all you have to say to me Mr. Bowen? Are you going to explain this? You know the rules! YOU ARE A SERVANT! You simply can not be in that close parameters with the Princess. You shouldn't even be friends!" He said, fuming.