The Non British Princess

Part 33

The next morning I'm still on a high from last nights date. I can't help the smile that overtakes my face as I think about everything that happened. I hide my grin in my pillow, trying not too hard to think about all the feelings I'm starting to feel.

And how I said marry me. I still couldn't get over that. I don't think I was ever going to live that down.

I rolled out of bed and pressed the intercom to get Riley to come and assist me getting ready for the day.

I knew today the selected girls didn't have any activities planned so I had hoped Harriet was free for a horse ride.

Riley arrived with a cheery smile and helped me get dressed.

I picked out a mulberry coloured jacket for horse riding with some smart blue jeans. I hadn't worn many pairs of pants at all during my stay at the palace, not even a single pair of track pants.

I tied my hair in a low ponytail with a matching coloured ribbon which I thought looked cute.

While I was getting ready I was showing Riley my photo collection on my camera.

"I can get these printed for you if you like miss." Riley offers and I turn in the chair.

"Really? Oh that would be amazing. I'm almost out of storage on here." I say with a laugh.

"It's no bother really." She says and finishes off my look, smiling at me in the mirror, "You're all ready to go miss."

"Thank you Riley. For everything." I say, giving her a grateful hug before passing her my camera.

Then I left my room and went in search of Harriet.

I assumed she would be in her room getting ready before breakfast since there wasn't long until it would be served.

I walked down the hall to find her door,
H. Black, but it was slightly ajar so I knocked softly on the wood.

No answer.

She was probably still in bed. I pushed the door open and wished I hadn't.
Harriet was looking out from the railing of her balcony, standing beside Prince Thomas.

It was a frosty morning so I could make out that they were talking, their breath hitting the air.

Harriet turned slightly so I could see the side of her face and I was worried that she saw me. But it seemed like she turned only to make her move on the prince, wrapping a hand around his neck and pulling him into a kiss.

I retreated, pulling back and moving the door to be closed once more.

That was like a punch to the gut after last night.

Stupid Isabelle, stupid.

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I certainly noticed how frosty it was once I got outside and made it to the stables.
I had taken Juniper out again, the grey horse that had seemed to have taken a liking to me.

One of the stable staff, Merida, was being extremely lovely. She was in a traditional looking riding outfit and had her strawberry blonde hair falling over her shoulders under her helmet.
"Good luck on your ride today miss, just use the intercom if you need any help." Merida said and gave Juniper a pat on across the neck as I saddled onto my horse.

I nodded, "Thank you Merida, it was lovely to meet you." I say as I swivel Juniper around to face where I'm headed and Merida smiles at me with a nod.

"You too Miss Isabelle." She says and gives my horse a tap so Juniper starts to move. I glance back briefly to give Merida a grateful smile to thank her for all the work she did this morning to prep Juniper early.