The Fall Of A Drama Queen

Chapter 12

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"Love is so raw, if someone can fall in and out easily, it was never love in the first place. Just a simple case of infatuation." - Meggan Roxanne, Instagram: thegoodquote.co

Harry's POV

"Your time is up, Philip. I have given you the opportunity to live an ordinary life. You have to make yourself known to the public so you can perform your duties well." My grandpa, King Alaric said. "I'm getting too old and weak everyday."

"Just give me time, your majesty. Perhaps another month. I have something to settle first."

"I've given you years. It's enough already. You're taking too much  of your liberty lately. Last night, someone recognized you in the night market. Bloody hell!  Why did you take your date there? You have to think of your safety and reputation. You're the next king!"

"I apologize for disappointing you, your majesty. I will be more careful next time."

The king nodded. "This afternoon, the King and Queen of Spain, together with their daughter will arrive. I want you to represent yourself to them as the Prince, successor of the throne." The King twisted his lips. "You can't use your doppelganger anymore. You're deceiving the people. We already talked about this Philip."

"I understand, your majesty."

Harry Philip Allen, was my real name. My second name 'Philip' was used to continue the succession of my great grandfather, King Philip VI's name.

My family went back in England when my mom's twin brother - supposedly the next king, died in a car accident. Automatically, I replaced him as the next in line to the throne.

After twenty years, Grandfather forgave my mother for eloping with my father, and requested for all of us to go back to England. My mom was crying with happiness. She missed her mother so much. Good thing that grandmother was still alive at the time we went back in England.

Actually, I wanted reconciliation in our family too. It was not easy seeing mom suffered, missing her family and relatives in England.

When I graduated Senior High in New York, my family went back in England. I gave up my dream of becoming an engineer. Instead, I studied history and politics at the University of Cambridge as suggested by my grandfather, the King.

Living in England was not easy at first. I was used in USA. The country, culture, climate and the people. I missed my friends so badly and playing football.

My grandfather did not help me at all. He kept on reminding me of my royal duties, pressuring me. I became stubborn and wanted to go back to the US. Grandpa became considerate and allowed me to forget about being royal for the meantime- as long as I pursue my studies in England.

I got my freedom, and slowly, I learned to love the country and the people. As I studied the history and politics of United Kingdom, I became more and more interested. I began to explore the country and meet many people. Then I understood the passion of my grandfather, my great great grandfathers. And the importance of my duties as the future king. 

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The king was resting, so I was the one who met the King and Queen of Spain at noontime. With them was their daughter, Princess Camila. I joined them for lunch and afterwards, we had a meeting with the King and other officers in the monarchy. 

I noticed how the King and Queen of Spain discreetly pushed their daughter on me. They encouraged us to sit beside each other and talk.  

Princess Camila was a pretty, well-educated, refine and articulate lady. Trained to become a queen someday. It was easy to talk to her since she knew a lot about history and politics too. But two people could not be forced to like each other. It needed connection, intense physical attraction and reciprocal affection. 

I thought of Emerald. Since she came here in England, we spent more time alone together and had real conversations. I got to know her better. Yeah, she was still spoiled and it annoyed me. I just wished she would learn that there were more important things in life rather than shopping, pampering herself in the beauty salon and getting everything she wanted in a snap of her fingers. She needed to learn to be simple, humble and generous.

If I have my way, I've invited her to the royal dinner. But it was the King's decision who he wanted to invite. Well, I'd be spending more time with her tomorrow. I'd tell her the truth that I was Prince Philip. 

I frowned at the thought about how eager she was in meeting Prince Philip. All along she thought that Jake, one of my bodyguards was me. My fault. The crowd at the airport was unexpected.

"Philip, I forgot to inform you." My grandpa said during the evening when I met him outside the Royal party hall. 

I could see the table was almost full with the guests already. They were just waiting for us to arrive so dinner would be served. 

"What is it, your majesty?" I asked him. 

"I invited..." The king's statement was cut off when the King and Queen of Spain arrived, together with Princess Camila. They started talking and then entered the Party Hall.

I was listening to Princess Camila, talking about her experiences in Brazil while we walked towards the waiting guests at the table. My eyes suddenly caught a red haired woman.

I abruptly focused my eyes at her, hidden behind the guests. I continued walking and finally saw her, looking so beautiful in diamond studded gray dress. She smiled but did not reach her eyes. 

Bloody hell! I have a lot of explaining to do to her.

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