Princess in Hiding

Chapter 15

I'm not sure what time I woke up. I'm not sure how long I slept because I literally exhausted myself off to sleep from crying all night. I can't believe what happened. I can't believe that happened to me. I cannot believe that they claim me as the princess when all my life, I have lived a lonely life trying to know who I was.

I pulled the blanket up to my head and just try to blink off the tears ready to jump anytime soon. I'm the princess? How was that possible? I can't even make myself stand up from the bed because I know what would happen outside. Everybody will call me Princess, your Highness, Sire and everything. Or maybe I just dreamt of it? Maybe it was just a nightmare that I woke up from. Maybe I was back being an adviser-in-training? Maybe I was back in my quarters and my friends are getting ready to work for today and I would just go to my study and continue training.

But someone opening the door made all of my hairs stand up from my arms. I heard steps going in and I was too scared to even pull the blanket down to see who came inside the quarters. Then I heard a familiar voice. It was Eratho.

"Trish, Ragna, Agnes and Valerie, you four would become the Princess' direct servers and you will personally attend to her needs," he said.

Princess...

I muffled my groans because I wasn't having a nightmare. I was really the real Princess. I sighed, and I felt a light tap on my shoulder. I slowly pulled the blanket down. I saw Trish sat beside me and she was smiling sadly. I know she knows that I long for a family so much. That even if I just knew who they were but not really meet them would be very much okay, like I'm really okay with just knowing that I have a family. This? This grandeur of a family I just discovered. This is too much.

"Are you okay?" she asked.

"Why are you asking the obvious?" I sighed, regretting what I just said. "I'm not." I completely pulled the blanket down and I saw Ragna, Valerie and Agnes with Eratho standing on the side. I bit my lip.

"You're awake," said Eratho. I heard a clipped end tone from him. I think he was trying not to call me Princess or something of the sort. "You have to get ready."

"Should I be?" I groaned. "Can you wake me up really? I think I'm having a nightmare."

"Your Mother is expecting you."

Mother... Wow, that thought didn't sink in my system yet. I have a mother. Finally... But why do I feel sad? Why do I feel like this? I tried lifting myself up to try sink in the information inside my head. Oh well, this is what I wanted. A family, a complete family. Now that I have it, why does it all feel wrong? I looked at Eratho and the girls beside him. They were warily looking at me. I don't know what's running through their minds, but I know for sure that it's about me being the Princess.

With hesitation, I stood up and walked outside the room without minding the girls and Eratho. Outside were the three designers with a rack full of clothes. Then I realized, the rack was for me. Oh god. This is where it starts. The life of a royalty. The life of extravagance, wealth and sophistication. I inwardly rolled my eyes and just looked at them, waiting for them to speak.

"Princess..." Dmitri muttered. "These clothes are for you to choose from, made from your exact measurements. Please choose one to wear for the day."

"I don't really like the choosing and all," I said. "Please choose for me instead. I'm not used to what should I wear here in the palace as your princess, I'm just used to an A-line servant's uniform."

I swear, I am no good with choosing clothes. I am only good with shirts and jeans. I think I have to shower.

I showered and all, I went out of the bathroom finding the room was empty but a light blue long dress on the bed. I wore it and went to the window to look at myself.