The Bachelorette Princess-On Hold

Chapter Two:

The maid that had let me into the palace went in search for Grandpa George to let him know I'm here. We have only met in person once before; when I took over Princess Annie Publishing my mom and Charlie threw a celebratory party for me. Mother thought it was fitting for me to meet Grandpa George and Uncle Clancy, the two men I had been writing to for three years. I haven't seen either of them face-to-face since that night. 

As far as I know my birth father knows he's meeting me, but doesn't know he's meeting me. If you get what I'm saying. Grandpa George told him I'm just some head of a publishing company who wants to meet with the King to try to help him write his autobiography. Not to tell him who I am. 

I have a project coming up, that I would really like for him to know so I can release the information to the public and the contestants, if you will, in the project so they can know and I wont feel like I'm lying to anyone about my identity. 

I heard footsteps walking towards me and when I turned around, I saw Grandpa George walking towards me with his arms outstretched, I smiled and ran to him and hugged him to death. "Grandpa George! I've missed you like crazy! Letters just aren't cutting it anymore! You have got to visit me in New York!" 

Grandpa George laughed before nodding, "I'm sorry, princess! You must know that your father is suspicious whenever I leave the country. He know's I am still in contact with your mother, so whenever I leave to vacation somewhere he is instantly suspicious about where I am going." 

I sighed, "I know, Grandpa George. So, how's this going to work out?"

Grandpa George sighed this time, "Okay, he knows he has a two o'clock session booked with a publishing companies CEO about his autobiography. Or well, getting the rights to it if he were to write it. But you're going to tell him everything, sweetheart." 

I looked up at him in shock, "I'm doing this by myself?" 

Grandpa George nodded, "I'm sorry, Princess. But he's going to be so mad that we kept you from him. He knows that you were born, he knows everything about your mother; but he doesn't know your his. He thinks you were born prematurely; that you were born three months early. Clancy and I don't want to be around when you tell him and he loses it. In fact, we're taking all of the staff with us, allowing them the rest of the day off. Clancy and I wont be back until tomorrow afternoon. I expect you to stay here the whole time. You have a little bit less than a month until this 'project' of yours debuts. I want this all resolved in that time, do you understand?" I nodded and felt Grandpa George kiss my head before pushing me, "go along this hallway until it ends, his office is the last door on the right. Go my child, good luck. I love you." 

I was too nervous to reply back to my grandfather; I was already out of the foyer when he said he loved me. Let's get this done. 

I followed my grandfathers' directions and when I ended up at the door that would open up a new chapter in my life; I couldn't help but be terrified to knock. What if this goes the completely wrong way? What if he doesn't believe me? Rejects me? I have more than enough proof; pictures of my childhood, all of the letters sent to me by Grandpa George and Uncle Clancy, and a letter my mother wrote to my birth father before I was even born. When I was told who my birth father was when I was fifteen, my mom handed me the letter when I told her I intended to tell him who I am at some point. So I have had this letter for over seven years. 

I knocked on the door and my breath caught in my throat when he answered; telling me to come in. I opened the door and felt like my heart was going to fly out of my chest, "H-hello, your Majesty. I'm Helena O'Riley, I own Princess Annie Publishing." When I said my name, King Harry's head flew up so fast, I thought he was going to have whiplash.