Tina

I WAS SCARED at the beginning but after what Prince William said to me and after what he said to my father, that made me feel safe next to him. that raised my self-esteem a bit but made me comfortable that I have someone who cares about me. maybe he is not caring about me, I'm nothing to him. But at least he acted like that in front of everyone.

That made a question come to my mind 'could Prince William still remember me?' Maybe that just gave me hope. Everyone said that Prince William doesn't allow anyone to touch him but I did easily! Everyone said that the prince was heartless but he protected me! Everyone keeps saying I'm his first personal assistant and to be his first makes me fly from happiness, but somehow stills are scared of him.

His eyes look evil and dangerous, not pure like old days when I met him about nine or ten years ago.

I was staring at him while he was practicing on shooting, he never changed at this point. I know that everyone could think he is doing that at his angry times. but I feel that he is doing this because this is his only joy, he didn't find something else to keep him happy. He didn't know how he could express his feelings through anything else. He didn't grow up normally.

But for me too actually, I wish I could trust him more to tell him all my story, but I'm just afraid, what if I was just a new toy or maybe he is considering me like his own slave or something?

The queen and the king allowed me gently to have a seat with them, which was so kind, considering I'm just an assistant, not from the royal family but they looked so nice.

The queen snapped to my face to pay attention to her and smiled "I see that you like Prince William."

I blinked and gulped "your majesty, I_" I paused, my tongue was twisted, it was hard to find the suitable word especially in the presence of the queen and the king. I was a bad liar, for the whole of my life, I hated this. Being honest drowned me into troubles.

The queen ruffled my hair playing with me with her sweet smile, God I missed the feeling of having a mother. "daughter, where's your mother?" the queen asked me.

I teared up, I couldn't prevent my tears from falling down my cheeks." she's dead."

The king sighed"sorry girl, but what's your relationship with Samuel"

"He is my father, your majesty. but he kicked me out of the house because of his new wife," I explained to the queen and the king with a panic and pain tone. I wish I could tell both of them the rest of my story. The suffering and abuse in between my lines.

The queen wiped my tears with her hands softly, I don't know why I did that, but I kissed her hands, not as a queen but lovely kisses like kissing my mother. Then I pulled myself "sorry, your majesty, I just" I stammered.

The queen tapped my cheeks softly "from now on, you are allowed to call me mother."

I blinked and blushed "your majesty."

The king said firmly"Do what the Queen said, call her mother and call me father." The King furrowed his eyebrows then drew a sweet chuckle.

I chuckled and wiped my tears, sighing "I'm speechless, thank you mother, thank you, father."

All of a sudden Prince William grabbed my hand to stand up and looked deeply into my eyes. He looked so angry and this freaked me. I thought calling the king and the queen father and mother made him mad. But NO.

Prince William tightened his grip on my wrist "why are you crying?! I said don't cry ever again! You are with me! Got that?! now come with me." The Prince hollered, grinding his teeth, then dragged me like a dog to inside the castle. While the king and the queen dropped their jaw in flabbergasted shock.