The Mobster's Princess [Tom Holland x Reader]

XII

You paced your room back at the castle you'd been visiting, you hadn't yet seen your parents as they'd been out with a search party. Once they'd return you could finally sort everything out. And Tom was in jail, most likely being interrogated

You unfortunately could not go and get him, you were told you could not leave your room and you had guards just outside your door. You sat down on a chair in your room, your head in your hands. You had a dress on, which you were beginning to find uncomfortable to the clothes you'd worn that Tom had given you.

With every second that passed you felt more anxious and the door finally opened to your room. You stood up to see the two guards enter and then a butler. "A refreshment, while you wait your majesty." The butler said and set the tray on a table in front of you. You swore you'd seen the butler before somewhere. Perhaps when you were dining with the Queen awhile ago.

"Thank you, sir." You said and he bowed his head before leaving, the guards following him out and shutting the door. You picked up the glass, which was only water and drank it. Trying to figure out who he was.

Your eyes widened as you realized, he was from the night you were kidnapped. Was he one of Tom's or Elina's henchmen? You had to find out. You began walking toward your door and you opened it. But the moment you opened it you felt dizzy. However you pushed the feeling aside.

"Your majesty!" A guard yelled and you watched the butler and continued to follow him, without saying a word. The sound of your heels clicking against the floor. "Your majesty you must stay in your room!" The guards were now chasing after you.

The dizziness was now becoming too much for you, you had to stop for a moment. But when you did, your vision began to go dark and you lost all consiousness.

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Tom ran his hands through his hair, it becoming messier with each pass. The door to the interrogation room finally opened. A man he'd never seen entered.

The man wore a suit and had a folder with him. "Stay seated." The man ordered. Tom did as he was told. The man sat at the table across from him. "You're being accused of a lot, Mr... What was it?" He asked and Tom narrowed his eyes. "That's confidential." He said and the man sighed. "Well, this case will be prosecuted by the country that King and Queen (Y/L) live in, so you will have to inform me of your name." He said and Tom rolled his eyes. "It's Holland." He said and the man nodded. "Right. Mr. Holland. You're being claimed of many charges that could put you away for life. Now lets take a look here." He said and the man flipped through the files. Tom tried to stay as solem and still as possible. "A clean record. Other than you've been a suspect in some cases?" He asked and Tom looked him dead in the eyes. "Just been in the wrong places at the wrong times. I'm a busy man." Tom said, no emotion in his voice.

Tom had never been convicted of any of the crimes he'd done. And now, more than any time was he grateful. "And can you explain to me what happened today?" He asked and Tom nodded. Tom knew he couldn't lie but he couldn't exactly tell all of the truth.

"I was driving down the road with my window down. I noticed a car at the barn and found it unusual as no one owns the barn." Tom began, and the man began to write down everything Tom was saying. "I heard screaming come from the barn so I had to stop and I went to investigate. I found the princess tied up and her sister pointing a gun at her." Tom said and the man lifted his eyebrows. "Her... sister?" He asked and Tom nodded. "So I took action and I-" Tom was cut off when someone knocked on the door.

The door opened, and another man Tom had never seen stood there. The man looked pale in the face, and seemed to have urgent news as he asked for the investigator immediately.

Tom waited impatiently, but sat there idly, as he knew that the mirror was in fact a one way mirror. Experts would be analyzing his body language, and Tom knew this.

The investigator entered the room again, his facial expression the same as before. "I've recieved some news, Mr. Holland." He said, this time not sitting down. Tom didn't say anything, but looked at the man expectantly. "The princess has gone unconsious."

Tom's eyes widened. "What happened? Who did it?" Tom asked, standing up. "Have a seat, Mr. Holland." He said and Tom sat down, realizing his error.

"We don't know how quite yet. But she is in stable condition for now. Her parents however, have a request." The investigator said as he walked over to his folder and organized his things and put it back in the folder.

"They have requested you be transported to their country as of this moment."