BRING ME TO LIFE.

CHAPTER THREE.

Chloe's Point Of View.

As soon as the jet touches down, we are whisked into black Suvs that I have to note were heavily guarded and I took this opportunity to escape from Prince Daniel because all he has been doing the whole journey is give me instructions until my head wants to burst because of all of them. Don't get me wrong though, I get he wants his brother to be well but this man is just so...what's the right word for him....controlling, I mean i barely said a three-letter word as he was busy talking!

"Dr James, you will ride with me, follow me please," he says behind me, draining all hope of freedom from my mind.

"Sure, Prince Daniel, "I say as I change my direction and walking to a black SUV that was surrounded by almost ten guards.

We both enter into either side of the back seat and buckle our seat belts and as if on cue, the driver starts the engine and off we are going to some unknown destination.

Every time I come here I always have this nostalgic feeling within me. I know its been years but can you blame e really for not letting go? This was where I pictured everything around, but I guess someone else had other plans for 'us'.I can still see the emotionless stare in his eyes when I found him sleeping with my maid of honour on the eve of our wedding day. The pain that was slowly killing me was worse than that of corrosive acid hitting your skin and I can admit some portions of the pain is still running through me as I am sitting right here.

"Dr James, did you even listen to what I am saying?" Prince Daniel says noticing that his whole body is now facing me.

"I am so sorry, your majesty, what were you saying, "I say politely and slowly awaiting his outburst of rage.

He closes his eyes, takes a deep breathe then looks at me.

"Look, I know how overwhelming this is to you and clearly I am not the best person when it comes to this kind of things but right now all I need is your sincerity and trust," he says to my amusement.

"Your majesty..." I say but he raises his hand to halt my words.

"For once, stop being too formal with me, I mean this whole trip you have been doing that, just call me Daniel. I won't die because it and certainly will you," he says rendering me speechless.

"Sure," I say earning myself a nice bright smile.

"Back to what I was telling you, for today you and your team will be given time to settle down but tomorrow you'll have to start preparing the equipment as early as possible cause time is what we are racing against," he says in an authoritative manner.

"Which hotel are my team  staying at?"I ask noticing that the driver keeps on passing each and every hotel I know.

"The castle," he says but according to all the list of hotels on the list in my phone had no such title...then it hit my head, quite hard.

"I am so sorry, I thought you said the castle, "I say turning back to him.

"You thought right, Dr James, you are moving into the royal castle," he tells me and I almost feel like air is being removed from my lungs.

"And whose idea was it in the first place?"I ask him.

"Dr Donini's," he says.

"Your...Daniel, it won't be necessary, I have a penthouse here where we can all comfortably stay without necessarily invading your privacy." I try to reason with him.

"I am aware of it doctor, but what if something happens in the middle of the night and we need you there with Noah? Besides. the forty-five minutes you think you will take from your house to the castle will become longer once the rainy season starts, so no, you are staying at the castle." he says with finality.

"As you wish," I say and look at the beautiful scenery out the window. The driver moves into a totally different landscape filled with vast green grasslands and pretty flowers that are blooming.

From where I am sitting, I could faintly see the walls of the castle. And then I started to panic...

OMG, I am going to meet the royals. Should I bow, curtsy,  kiss there hands or cheek or just shake their hands as ordinary people. Part of me wanted to turn to the prince and ask but I decided not to... for my sake. These awkward situations are what I was avoiding in the first place but it never really works out for me.

The closer I get to the castle gate, the nervous I get. My palms start to get very sweaty and my left index finger starts to twitch. I really hope everything works out for me because at my current state I become a blabbering machine.

  To say this place looks fabulous will be an understatement, It looks like a museum from where I stand, with a lot of workers walking hitter skelter in every direction.

"Welcome to our royal castle, please follow me."The prince tells us once we have all alighted from the car.

The look on Rene's face is priceless. She looks as if she is constipated, maybe breathless.

We slowly follow him onto the many steps and into the double doors into the castle.

A man who looks like a butler cames near the price and whispers something into his ears making his usually calm demeanour tensed.

"Has Dr Hazelton been called?" he asks the butler.

"Yes, your majesty, but unfortunately, there is heavy traffic and he might take a long while to arrive," he answers making the prince run his fingers into his hair.

It was really awkward standing there not knowing what the problem was ...and just standing there.

"Dr James, I need a huge favour from you," he suddenly says to me in distress.

"Sure, what is it?" I aks but he just takes my hand and pulls me towards the staircase.

"Daniel, at least tell me what the favour is," I say as we quickly ascend the stairs.

"Noah has committed suicide, he slit his wrist in his room and you are the only doctor who is the closest, so hurry we have no time," he says and the pulling continues.

Just hearing this gives me a new rush of energy within me. I really don't know how, but the why part is very familiar to me, because I was once in this very situation he is in a couple of years ago.

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