Marrying Royalty

Chapter 2

"When is she gonna wake up," a voice whispered.

"Shush Maggie, you'll wake her up," another voice whispered back.

"She's waking up," Maggie said as I open my eyes.

"Where am I," I asked as I sat up and looked around.

This is definitely not my room.

"Miss," Maggie said gently.

"Yes, who are you," I asked the two middle aged woman in front if me.

"I'm Maggie and that's Fiona and we are your maids," Maggie said gently.

"What? Why do I have maids," I asked confused.

"You're the future Queen of course," Fiona said bowing as well as Maggie.

"You don't need to bow," I said.

"May I come in," asked a voice from from the home intercom.

I have my own room intercom? Sweet!

"Come in Walter," Maggie said.

"Miss Katie, would you like some breakfast," Walter asked walking in with one of those butler carts.

"No thank you," I said politely.

"Do reconsider, you have a big day ahead of you," Walter said lifting up the tray lid.

"Is that Lucky Charms," I asked pointing at the box of cereal. I smile as Walter nods. "May I have some," I asked excited.

"Yes Miss Katie," he said pouring me a bowl.

"Alright, now that Katie is up," said Vanessa as she walked into the room, "we need to go over her schedule for today."

"At 9am you will take a tour of the castle, then you will meet your stylists, next at 12am is your lunch date in the garden with Liam, after that you will follow Liam where ever he goes," Vanessa said as she read off a clipboard.

"Yes ma'am, Vanessa may I say that I am truly sorry for the way I acted when my parents told me the news. You caught me off guard and I can promise that it won't happen again," I said staring at Vanessa.

"It's very understandable dear, you have nothing to be sorry for," she smiled brightly.

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"Now don't you look like a little Princess," Liam smirked sitting on a picnic blanket.

"Oh shut it William," I snapped sitting down.

"Rough day," he asked as I took off my awful shoes.

"You don't even know the half of it," I mumbled leaning on the big tree behind us.

"Tell me," he said coming beside me and leaning on the tree with me.

"Really," I questioned.

"Ya," he smiled.

"For starters, I don't usually wear dresses or heels, I don't even dress up in general. Your mother has been up my butt about every little thing and if I'm not doing exactly what she wants me to she yells at me," I said leaning my head on Liam's shoulder.

"It gets better," he says leaning his head on top of mine.

"Are you hungry," he asked.

"Nah," I said.

"Me either," he replied.

We staid with his head on top of mine, until Liam broke the comforting silence.