IT'S COMPLICATED - CHAPTER XXVII

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*CHAPTER XXVII*

I believe we are ready now. All things are packed. We'll just have to wait for a few minutes before they take us to the airport.

"Soren? Did you see that. Oh my..."

The five of us tuned in to CNN. I am teary eyed to what I am seeing. A super typhoon is about to hit the Philippines. A typhoon much stronger than Katrina. I am speechless about this.

"Oh god." I laid my head on Soren's shoulders. "Of all countries, why the Philippines?"

"Don't cry Lizzy." He hugged me.

"Last time, an earthquake. This time, a super typhoon. What else? God..."

"Lizzy..." Mikkel said.

"Please, Mother Nature have mercy..."

"LIZZY!"

"WHAT MIKKEL?"

"Don't put the world on your shoulders. You're almost a month pregnant, remember?"

"Don't you get it? My grandparents are out there! I haven't even heard anything about them lately. I'm worried as hell here."

"Don't be a pessimist, Lizzy."

"I am not! I am not. As sure as hell, I am not. You just don't understand how it is to feel what I feel."

Someone knocks on the door. "I'll get it." Jascha volunteered.

"I am just being concerned about you and your pregnancy, Lizzy."

"Well... You just have to believe me. I can handle this, Mikkel. Once I know they're doing alright, I swear, I will calm down."

"Guys," Jascha said. "it's time to go now. They're waiting now." He reached Kare's bag to him.

"Come, Jascha." I smiled.

"No, thank you. I think I should stay here for a while until you come back."

"Are you sure? I think it'll be cool if you come with us." I insisted.

"Yeah, I am. I can stay."

"Alright. Then, see you, probably, soon. Bye."

"Bon voyage." He smiled back.

Kare and Mikkel are with us. Too bad Jascha was the only one who didn't come with us. It would have been fun to have him here with us.

"Hello." The guy beside the driver's seat said. "Let me formally introduce myself to you. I am Mr. Christian Leighman. From now on, I will be your guide."

"That's cool. And nice to meet you, Mr Leighman."

"I think you are very excited to sit in your throne, Sir Soren?"

"What do you mean? And honestly, I don't feel comfortable being called with 'sir' before my name." Soren replied.

"I am very sorry, Sir Soren. Have you heard of the search of the Queen for the lost royal baby?"

"Yes I did, but we didn't hear much more about it. We were too busy with things lately."

"Well, Sir, please hold on. Do you know who this couple in this picture is?"

Kare and Mikkel looked at one another. "I can't believe this!"

"I'm sorry I don't." Soren replied. "But the goes does look a little like me. Look alike?"

"Truth is, Sir, these couple should've been the future king and queen." Mr Leighman felt sad.

"I'm sorry to hear that."

"So we traced the people nearest related to these couple. Do you know these two?" He showed another picture of two couples.

"M-Mom? Dad? How did you get that? So they are to be crowned then?"

"Nope. The first couple I showed you, Madame Madeleine and Sir Joshua, like I said, both died in a plane accident almost 19 years ago, leaving a baby boy who was just 3 months old."

"And what about Mom and Dad?"

"The richest couple who were childless that time, which is your 'mom and dad', they adopted the baby and promised to give back the boy when the child turns 18."

"So it's between you and Kevin. That means... You and Kevin aren't really related at all. He is not your twin brother!" I whispered to Soren.

"So wouldn't it be either Kevin or I?" Soren asked.

"Sir, we dug down more to really find the real royal baby. We found out that the twin brother you always believed to be, his real name is Kevin Richardson, the eldest 'real' son of your mom and dad. He is now 21 years old, not 19 years old."

"What are you trying to tell me then?"

"Sir Soren, you are the missing royal baby that was in search for the last 4 years. You are going to be the future king of England."

"Whoa!" Kare, Mikkel and I were shocked. We didn't expect to be talking to someone special in the eyes of the English people.

"And madame Lizzy" he continued, "you are automatically the future queen of UK. Be prepared."

"God!" I was happy and confused at the same time. I couldn't believe that this is happening!

"I couldn't believe this, baby!" I held Soren's arms.

"The Queen is delighted to meet you tomorrow. She is seriously ill this time around and maybe the day following next, you two would take over the crown."

"Wow!" I thought to myself.

"Airport. Finally. What plane are we taking?" Kare asked.

"Private plane." He replied.

"Including us, Mikkel and I?"

"Yes, Mr... Uh..."

"By the way, I am Kare Wansher and this is -"

"I am Mikkel Lentz The Greatest."

"Mikkel?" Kare angrily whispered.

"What? I am a royal baby too."

"Whatever Mikkel."

"The greatest." Mikkel grinned.

*CONTINUED ON CHAPTER 28*

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