Cold Stone Prince

Chapter 2 : Prince of Denmark

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ANNELIESE'S POV

"Well, now that we're together again. Shall we proceed the breakfast. Like they said, breakfast is the most important meal of the day." The King said as his servants helped him sat down at the end of the table.

The breakfast was filled with laughter and flashback. "Remember that time when you shove chocolate to Minthe's (our royal horse) mouth and she spitted it all on your face." Isaac starts with the classic dumb thing I did when I was little, spending time with my only friend, Prince Isaac.

"I was curious, I didn't know she wouldn't like my favorite chocolate bars." I protest at him, while he's still trying to contain his laugh in front of his glaring mother.

After a few more flashback the one I recognize as Isaac's royal assistant came in the room. He bowed before rushing over to Isaac's ear to whispered something. Of course, I was curious and eyeing Isaac. To my surprise Isaac smirked at me when his assistant finishes whispering. After placing both of his fork and knife to 4 o'clock direction he stands up from his seat.

"I'm sorry for interrupting our breakfast, but my guests are here." He announced, but before he could have stepped out from his seat the King recalled.

"Ah, the King of Denmark and Prince Andrew must have arrived?" Grandpa said while quietly eyeing me from the corner of his eyes. I am a complete idiot. I literally chocked on the grape at his name.

I looked over to Isaac anticipating his answer. "Yes, now please excuse me." Isaac said after a few more glances towards my direction.

"I'm sure Anneliese would also love to see her old friend. Don't you Anneliese?" Aunt May said with her sparkling eyes which have been passed down to Isaac.

"Of- of course, but I would love to spend some time with grandpa first-"

"You have spent one hour with me already. Greeting your old friend for a moment wouldn't hurt right?" The King said rather persuasively. I was hesitating for a moment, but I couldn't for another second and bowed at the King. As I stepped out from my seat and walk towards the door I yanked Aya's arm.

"Do I look okay?" I asked her in such a panicking voice.

"You're Princess Anneliese of course you look great whenever and wherever." She was obviously talking about herself. She's a fashion icon, plus a trend setter.

I don't know where did Isaac went, so I asked Reggie who's standing at the door. "Where did he goes to?"

"They're meeting at the east wing living room." Said Reggie politely then I walked off to the east wing.

"Reggie, can you please send in King Nicholas to my office." Said the King to Mr. Reginald. King Nicholas is the King of Denmark, he's Andrew's father. And oh lord, I'm going to meet Andrew. I'm freaking out!

My secret to tell, don't tell anyone. I actually have a crush on Andrew, he's one year older than I am. Well I guess that my crushing on him were nothing serious at all.

He would play with Isaac in summer break when we're little, either he'll stay at our palace or we'll stay at his. and it has been literally 10 years since I last saw him.

Isaac knows about this little crush I had on his friend. That's probably why he was smirking at me like a used underwear. Honestly, I'm really nervous meeting him, but a princess shouldn't feel nervous or awkward. It should be them who'll feel that way, who am I kidding, Andrew is a freaking Prince.

Andrew and Isaac have been like a friendship goals on so many levels. Andrew especially have a special soft spot for friendship.

As I walked closer to the east wing living room I could hear their faint laughter, basically calling each other idiots. I wondered on how Andrew would look like, maybe like Isaac he has grown a beard. A mustache would help me lead into a conversation, it'll be another session of calling him an old folk.

"Don't try so hard to become hilarious you, it's still not working." I heard Isaac's voice as I stood on the opened door to the parlor.

"Oh please, like you could do it any better." Andrew said while laughing out loud with Isaac, Still unaware of my presence. Andrew was exactly the same person I meet fifteen years ago. Still funny and gorgeous but there's something different (obviously), there isn't a mustache on sight though. (low-key disappointed).

"Mind if I join boys?" I said with my confident voice and it surprised Andrew. I was shocked at his sudden movement, that's when he stood up from his chair and hugged me. I longed for it, I really do. Andrew's  a man now. A 28-year-old man, hah, like I said he always had a soft spot for friendship. "Uhm- um, I missed you too buddy." I said while releasing my body from his grip.

When our eyes meet, it feels like the first time I meet him. His eyes were green, very amusing to look at it. Unlike Isaac's round brown boring eyes, Andrew's more like a cat-eye, and it's buried deep.

"I'm sorry Anne, I couldn't be there for you. I swear if I knew that you were leaving for good I would be the one to escort you. But I didn't, I missed you so much nerd." Andrew said with his eyes sparking towards my direction. The pet name sounded more pleasant when it came out from Andrew's mouth.

I glared at Isaac who's internally laughing at me, "Andrew, you're a prince, you can just catch the next scheduled plane to England. Now I'm back, that's a good thing, right?" Though he might have went to England for a ball, but I never came to any of the Ball in BP (Buckingham Palace) remember?

"You're perfectly right in time, I was planning a grand royal wedding." Andrew said which made me blush like crazy. He's joking right. Did he? Does he? Noo.

"Andrew, stop joking around." I said, stopping him from imagining further events. I might blow, he didn't even propose to me yet, and he's already planning for a wedding?

Andrew then went to hold both of my hands, "No I'm serious Anneliese." He said looking straight into my eyes, I really do hope I was wearing a nice layer of make-up. Cause that would help the situation.

Just then Isaac disturbingly cleared his throat. I glared at him at the sudden noise, but he wasn't looking at me, he was looking at something and feeling uneasy, and that something or someone is behind me.

When I turned my head around, my eyes meet with a smiling face that reaches to her eyes. Her fully blond hair was perfectly let down effortlessly elegant. She also had a really nice body, she's not dressed as a slut, she represents a Goddess with Celine bags. Who's this beautiful person?

Andrew then released my left hand and pulled the woman's right hand. "Anneliese, I want you to meet Giselle. Elle, this is Anne." Andrew said proudly looking at the both of us.

"It's an honor to meet you Princess Anneliese." She said warmly at me, I was surprised by her tone. There was no element of bitch-ness at all.

"And you too Lady Giselle." I said while shaking her hand. So, who's her? Why is she here?

Then Isaac who felt left out stood closer to us and said to me, "Andrew and Elle just got engaged a week ago." Isaac said which made my eyes grow as big as a tennis ball.

To be continued

God damn! Don't you think Prince Andrew was the one?? I mean come on! He's Anneliese's crush and he's the Prince of Denmark. But he's engaged to a french girl already.

Don't worry, maybe another prince will come? Perhaps? Well she needs a princee!!

Thank you so much for the love and support! I will keep this story going and on and on and on 🤙