Emilia’s POV
King Matthew and Queen Esmeralda are parents of 12, 11 girls and one boy. The boy being Prince Scott, the crown prince of the nation happens to be the last of 12… Before I get into the story of how I became the Queen of Hathaway, let me make a proper introduction. I am Emilia Grant, a simple girl from a simple family who was fortunate enough to work for the royal family of Hathaway. Now that that’s over with, let’s get back to the royal family.
King Matthew always wanted a son, someone to take over after he dies; someone of his own lineage and not having one after so many years and so many children shook his marriage with the queen to its core, at least that was what I was told by my mother. Oh before I forget, my mother Amelia is the head maid of the castle and also the queen’s right hand, which means I get all the juicy stories in the Castle.
“Emilia what are you doing sitting on the prince’s bed?” That voice you just heard is that of the head maid, my mother.
Shocked hearing her voice, I jumped out of the bed;
“I just lost track of what I was doing mother” I explained myself.
“You can’t lose track of things especially when you are dealing with the crown prince who by the way will be here in no time” she said with a little anger pitching out of her voice, you can’t blame me though, when my brain wonder there’s no stopping it.
“I’m sorry mother, it won’t happen again” I assured her but between you and I, it probably will.
“Good, now finish up here and go join them in the kitchen” she ordered and then walked out of the room. The Prince’s bedroom, the place where every girl hoped to be in and here I am standing in it; a room larger than my entire house just before we moved into the Castle. With a large white chair in the middle facing the fire place and two doors, one leading to a walk in closet and the other leading to his gorgeous bathroom, I could just soak myself in the bathtub. Trust me being a Royal has its perks.
I turned around to take a look at the view of a lifetime before snapping out of my fantasy world and leaving the room.
Scott’s POV
Being an only son can be frustrating, having parents breathing down your neck and telling you that the fate of the kingdom rests on your shoulder blah blah blah , I don’t want those responsibilities, I just want to have fun and enjoy being 23 but that’s not gonna be happening with my return to the palace. I was sent away when I was 10 and I haven’t seen my family since then. My parents wanted me far away from the Castles because my life wasn’t safe there but after 13 years I can finally return. Trust me on this you do not want to be an heir. Yes it comes with a lot of benefits like having people attending to your every need , all the boobs and booze you can ever want, expensive cars and fabulous clothes… ok I take it back, being a royal rules. Now I’m back, I can finally reunite with my extra large family, should be exciting.
Emilia’s POV
Prince Scott, where do I begin? I heard he’s cute, tall and he like to read which I actually admire but isn’t that what it takes to be a royal? Good looks? Though I was not fortunate enough to get a proper education, I have read every book in the palace and can proudly say I am well educated so when I heard the prince love reading I couldn’t help but imagine the prince and I in a library, quietly reading and admiring each other… Don’t judge me, everybody has had that dream.
To sum it all up, the prince is a well reserved, intelligent young man. He is not your everyday fuck-boy.
“Emilia, we have to go, the prince has arrived” My mother informed me, she has a thing for interrupting my thoughts.
My mother and I joined the large multitude of people inclusive of the royals to welcome the crown prince. Let’s see if the prince is all they say about him and all that I have imagined.
Scott’s POV
“I cannot believe how many people are out here waiting for me” I said looking at the beautiful lady by my side. She isn’t my girlfriend but I needed the company.
“Why are you surprised? You are the crown prince after all” She smiled at me. I wasn’t surprised just didn’t expect that it would be this much.
The car came to a stop at the entrance of the castle just where my parents and my siblings were standing, I haven’t seen these people for thirteen years, I don’t even recognize them. I came out of the car and so did my escort. My mother was the first to run towards me;
“My son, welcome home” she squeezed me so hard that I couldn’t breathe before she finally released me.
“Who is this?” she asked referring to the lady smiling by my side.
“This is Sugar” I replied while throwing my arm around her shoulder. Sugar stretched her hand towards my mother for a handshake and my mother shook her hand,
“Sounds like a stripper’s name” my older sister butt into the conversation.
“Crystal, I missed you the most” remember when I said I hadn’t seen anyone in my family for 13 years? Well that’s not exactly true, I kept in touch with one person and that was Crystal. She usually came to visit me abroad and always gave me details of the Castle. Crystal is child number 11. She was my favorite.
“I know you did baby brother” she rubbed my head and pulled me in for a hug.
“Let’s go inside” My dad, who had been silent for most of the time, finally spoke up and then turned around after a grunt. We all proceeded behind him and went into the Castle.
