𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 «« Matthew Gray Gubler.

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Spencer Says Thanks.

19th of May, 2010.

Wokingham, Berkshire - Billingbear Polo Club.

Family polo outings were always fun and lighthearted. This time was even funnier when Coraline's cousins, Beatrice and Eugenie, had teased Kate about having to curtsy to her. When the brunette began curtsying to her boyfriend's sister, Coraline stopped her, bringing her up and explaining the joke.

It'd been well over a month, almost two. The only time that mop of brown curls wasn't on Cora's mind was during royal engagements and the intense polo match the princess had just taken part in and won.

She glided over to Kate who sat in a pretty sundress. "You alright, Kate?" She asked, out of breath from the sport.

"Yes, I'm quite alright, thank you." Oh god, the amount of poshness. You'd think Kate was a princess instead. "You're very good. You've got a notification on your phone."

"Thanks."

Twitter. 

Twitter: @gublernation followed @kensingtonroyal !

There was no way he knew. All she gave him was 'Cora', how did he find the one twitter account that had pictures of her on her engagements that explicitly states 'The Princess of Wales' on it?

Her heart sped up in pure panic and excitement. "Are you sure you're alright, Coraline?"

Kate's soft voice broke her out of her trance. "Yeah, I'm fine."

She began scrolling through his page. Matthew Gray Gubler. Coraline Gubler.

She had to stop, however, she found herself trying not to smile at the odd and quirky drawings she found, or the funny clips he'd made on set. 

"I could go for a drink right now."

Coraline found herself grinning at Kate's statement. "Me too."

And that's how the women ended up in the corner at the nearest bar, excessively giggling at whatever dumb shit was said. "If you marry me brother, I'll fucking cry.

"Me too!" The brunette laughed loudly. 

They joined in a miscalculated highfive. "You know, I thought you were really posh and annoying. Don't get me wrong- I still think you're posh, but you're bearable."

"It's alright, I probably would've thought the same. Let's get more drinks!" Their drinks were delivered, empty glasses cluttering the table.

"So I met this guy in America, and I think I'm in love." Coraline slurred.

Kate let out a dramatic gasp. "Who is it?"

"His name is Matthew, he doesn't know who I am but I promised granny I wouldn't date him."

"Why?"

"Because it sets a bad image or whatever. My granny, the Queen. Couldn't she be like the others that bake cookies and spend their time knitting?"

"Well, she does have the cookies and knitting done for her." Kate joked.

"Yeah, I love her. I love my granny!" Coraline shouted out, directing stares their way as Harry and William shuffled towards them, quietly trying to coax them up. "I don't want to go, Harry." She pouted, gripping onto Harry's arms.

"You don't want another meeting with granny, do you?" She shook her head. "Then let's go. Come on."

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