ADRAIN
I stood by my car as I watched her load up the back of the car with her clothes. I had watched her pack all of the belongings that she had just twenty minutes ago.
I could see that she did not have a lot of stuff. I had no idea why I felt sorry for her. I had never been a sentimental person. So why do I feel bad that she's probably been living a hard life before this?
"Hurry up! We need to get back to the palace as soon as possible."I said to her.
She was having trouble putting her bag in the car. I shook my head and rolled my eyes.
Then I walked over to her and helped her put her bag in the boot.
She turned to face me, and her face hit my chest. I was stunned when it happened. Her scent immediately attacked my nostrils.
I had never liked the perfume that most women used. In fact, it irritated me. But I just wanted to sniff Camilla all day.
I felt that if I did it, it would make her run away from me, so I held myself back.
We were both in that position for a few seconds without knowing what to do until she pulled away from me.
"I....."
"Let's go," I said. To anyone who was watching us before, it would seem as if we were hugging.
I felt awkward, and I just wanted to be as far away from her as possible.
......
A few days passed since I brought Camilla over to the palace to be my daughter's nanny.
Isabella fell in love with her immediately, and the both of them had a great time together.
My daughter was having a lot of fun and acting like a kid for the first time in her life.
I was really thankful to Camilla for bringing out this part in my daughter. But that did not mean that I now trusted her.
I still thought that there was something suspicious about her.
I had asked Drake to investigate her and find out all that he could about her, including her parents and the schools she attended.
He wasn't done investigating yet, so I had to keep an eye on her almost all the time she spent with my daughter. This was especially hard for me since I could not seem to stop thinking about her.
She was my daughter's nanny, and I should not be having weird thoughts about her, but I could not help myself.
Drake walked over to me. "Adrian, you need to come with me. Your father's situation is getting worse!" He said.
I sighed. "Hasn't his condition always been terrible?" I asked Drake.
My father, the King, had fallen sick a few months ago. Although I was still the crown prince, I had long taken over all of his duties as king.
I had a team of doctors in the palace who managed his health. And even though he won't be getting better any time soon, they assured me that he wouldn't be getting worse.
"That was before he saw the pictures of you and Camilla online! The one where they said that the both of you are seeing each other!" He said.
I sighed when I heard this. A few days ago, when I went to go pick up Camilla at her house, a reporter took a picture of me helping her place her bag in the truck of my car.
From the angle from which the picture was taken, it seemed like the both of us were hugging. They spun the story around, and everyone said that I was dating Camilla now.
I did not pay attention to the rumours because I knew that people liked to spread rumours about me since I am the crown prince. They all wanted to know if I was dating and who the future Queen would be.
I had asked all the guards and maids in the palace to make sure they kept it away from my father because of his health condition. How did he get to know about it?
"I thought that I told everyone to make sure that my father doesn't ever find out about it." I asked them.
Drake blinked as he avoided my eyes. "Some of them were talking outside your father's room. He heard it" Drake said..
I ran my hand through my hair. "Let's go see him," I said.
.....
I sat in front of the council a few days later. My father had passed away.
I already knew that it was coming. With his health, I knew for sure that there was no way he would survive this year..
But I was still sad. After all, he was my father.
As soon as he died, the council called a meeting and asked me to pick a wife if I wanted to become the king.
This was proving to be a real headache for me. I didn't want a wife...at least not now.
"Have you decided, Your Highness? It's the tradition of your kingdom that our king gets married before he is crowned king. Have you thought of who you will make your wife?" A council elder asked me.
"I ..."
"In case you haven't picked a wife, we think that you should get married to Eliza Trace. She is the daughter of King Trace, the king of the neighbouring kingdom. The both of you were friends when you were young, so I am sure that you will get along with each other well, as another council elder said.
I looked at King Trace. He was in the meeting since he and my father had a good relationship when he was alive.
"My daughter has always liked you. She would be all too happy to marry you and be your Queen, Your Highness!" He said to me..
I sneered. Even if I wanted to get married, I still wouldn't choose Eliza.
But I needed to take over the throne as soon as possible.
"I will think about it and get back to you!". I said..
I walked into my daughter's room. Camilla had already gone to bed for the night. I sighed as I watched her.
I needed to get married as soon as possible. But whoever I marry is going to be my daughter's stepmother. I need to make sure my daughter gets together with her.
Just then, Isabella opened her eyes. I walked over to her.
"Are you okay?I asked her.
She nodded her head. I sat on her bed and pulled her into my arms.
"Isabella, what do you think of Eliza? She has always been nice to you, right? Do you want her to be your stepmother?"I asked her.
She squinched her face when I asked her this and shook her head in the negative.
I sighed. "You know your grandfather is dead, right? The council says I have to get married if I want to be king," I said to her.
I felt as if Isabella was the only one I could pour out my heart to.
She picked up her pen and writing pad. She wrote in it for a few seconds and held it up for me to see.
"Why don't you get married to Camilla?" She asked me.
I blinked at Isabella in shock. "What?! You want me to marry your nanny?" I asked her.
She nodded her head excitedly. "Yes! Yes! I want her as my mom! Please let her be my mommy daddy!" She wrote..
I frowned. This was the second time Isabella called her mommy. Just what is going on?
.....
I walked out of Isabella's room in a daze. I kept thinking about what she said.
About me getting married to Isabella. The more I thought about it, the more it made sense to me.
If I marry her, she can take care of Isabella better. Also, I can be king without getting married to Eliza.
The most important part was that she would know that it was just a marriage of convenience, and she would never ask for anything from me.
Before I knew it, I was standing in front of her bedroom.
I didn't even think twice about it. I knocked and walked into her room.
Camilla opened her eyes as soon as I walked in. She looked at me with half-closed eyes.
"What are you doing here, Your Highness?" She asked me.
"I want you to get married to me!". I said.
CAMILLAI blinked my eyes as I looked at the prince in shock. Did he just ask me to get married to him? "Are you ....drunk your Highness?" I asked him. That was the only explanation I could think of for this. He had to be drunk. Adrian looked at me like I was crazy. "What?!" He asked me. "I think you may be drunk Your Highness. It's late and I think you should go to bed.... tomorrow....you'll realize that you just made a mistake" I said. He shook his head. "Why would you think I am drunk?" He asked me. "You just asked me to marry you? I am just Isabella's tutor....." I didn't finish what I was saying before he interrupted me. "I know you're her tutor. And she's attached to you. She even calls you her mother. She has never been so close to any other female before. You're the first. So it won't be a bad thing for us to get married. You can be her real mother then" Adrian said. I frowned. So he was offering to marry me just for his daughter's sake? I could not help but feel offen
ADRIANI looked at Camilla's serious face. I could tell she was seriously considering it. I hoped that she would accept to get married to me. She was the only one I knew who would agree to get married to me and get a divorce in two years without trying to play some other tricks. All of the women around me would do anything and everything to get married to me and to keep their position as Queen. I didn't want to deal with that drama."You're sure we are going to get a divorce in two years and go our separate ways? " She asked me. I nodded my head when she asked this. "Of course, I will let you go," I said. I couldn't help but be upset. Did she want to get away from me that much? Was she not attracted to him even in the slightest? I didn't know why I cared about this. I should be happy that she seemed not to care about who I was but I was bothered. How couldn't she like me at all?!"And when we get a divorce, I will give you a lot of compensation. I'd make sure as the former quee
ADRIAN"You are just going to get married the way they told you to? You know that you getting married is just their way of controlling you right? You can't fall for this. You need to stand your ground and let them know that you can't be pushed around!" Drake said. "If I don't get married, they are just going to tell me that I can't become the king because I refused to get married. I am going to get married. The only way they can control me is if my wife is someone that they can control. I am not going to be that stupid of course. I am going to marry someone they don't know. And someone they can't control for sure!" I said. Camilla seemed like a woman who has a lot of pride and backbone. She would not betray me so easily. Drake nodded his head. He seemed to understand what I was talking about. "That's great then. Do you already have a person in mind?" He asked. "Yes. I already spoke to her about it. So you should be getting prepared for the marriage now!" I said. Since I was gett
Camila's POVA knock on my door jolted me awake. I sat up in bed, looking at my bedside clock, realizing it was fifteen minutes before I was to wake up. The knock came again and I wondered who it was very early this morning. I walked over to the door as I tied my robe. I pulled the door open and I came face to face with Adrian who was staring down at me with crossed arms. "Your Highness…" I bowed my head. "What do you want from me this early morning, sir?" He handed me a black folder and I pulled it open, it was the contract I asked him to draft for us. "I brought the contract to you." He said and I looked up at him in disbelief. "It's 5 am in the Dawn, your highness." I pointed out and he just shrugged. "Are you trying to get me to read it while I'm still sleepy so you can take advantage of me through the contract, and add additional details we didn't agree on?""I'm not asking you to sign it standing on the spot so I guess I am being accused falsely here, young woman." He replied
ADRIAN'S POV"Your majesty, you can't marry that lady." The prime minister said as i sat comfortably on my chair. I looked at him with a raised eye brow."And why can I not marry the woman I love?" I asked him and he looked around to see everyone at the table supporting him with a slight nod. "We can't have a commoner be our queen Your Majesty. It is in the rules of the kingdom…""Then we can just change the rules. Do not forget I am the king. I make the rules and change the rules to fit the benefit of the kingdom and I know Camila is the best queen we can have in this kingdom." I replied. "You can't do this, Adrian. My daughter will benefit your kingdom and the bond between our two kingdoms. Seat of Rossi and Seat of Trace will benefit a lot from each other if this marriage between you and Eliza goes on." King Trace tried to explain to me and I knew well they all just wanted to manipulate my seat of power for his selfish reasons best known to him."Maybe she can be of very good use
ADRIAN'S POVThe preparation of the wedding and coronation was going by very fast and everyone in the palace seemed to be so busy with one thing or the other. I barely saw Camila and Isabella because they were always busy choosing decorations or fitting the wedding dress. I watched as Isabella was glad because I would be getting married to Camila but it made my heart ache knowing it was all fake and an act so I wouldn't get married to Eliza. I still couldn't get her mother out of my heart and just saying her name alone still brought a great ache to my heart. "Your majesty, you have a guest," Drake said, making me turn to look back at the door. "Who is it?" I asked and just then, Xander, my younger brother walked in with his hands perfectly tucked in his pockets. "Ohh, it's him.""Oh come on brother. Do not act like you're not excited to see me." Xander, my younger brother walked over to me, throwing his arm over my shoulders. "I heard my big bro is finally moving on and getting mar
CAMILA'S POV I sat in front of the mirror, looking at the complete makeover I had been given. I never knew I could ever be transformed this way. My hair was beautifully decorated with golds, silvers, and diamonds and I looked like a character straight out of a fantasy novel. Only that this is real. I heard the door close. I turned to see Isabella rush in with her pad in her hands. She wasn't looking and just scribbled away. "Isabella, watch out," I said, just before she tripped over the table and she fell, her pad falling off with its screen smashing into pieces. I rushed over to her, helping her to her feet as tears started to well up in her eyes. She walked over to the smashed pad and the tears rolled down her cheeks. "What's wrong baby? Will Daddy scold you for breaking the pad?" She nodded gently and I wiped the tears rolling down her cheeks. "I will talk to him, okay? He won't scold you. And you have to promise me, no writing while walking." She nodded before pulling me in
ADRIAN'S POVThe sound of everything around us faded as my lips touched hers. Sparks went through my body l, feeling her lips on mine and I couldn't explain the feeling I was getting. As I slowly pulled away, her breath was heavy and she stared at me with an expression I couldn't read. I took her hand before turning to face everyone. I still didn't understand the feeling because I had only felt that way when Isabella's mother kissed me.We both sat on our thrones and Isabella ran over to her to sit on her lap and she happily let her. As others twirled and danced on the dance floor, she was focused on Isabella who I noticed didn't have her writing pad with her. "Where is your pad?" I asked Isabella and she immediately hugged Camila."She might have mistakenly smashed it when it slipped from her hands," Camila said, and I knew immediately that Isabella was walking and writing at the same time. "You won't scold her okay? I have warned her against it." "So you're trying to take her side