"Andrea. Will you be Ella's personal advisor? We need someone we all trust to help her out of the multiple messes I'm sure she'll get into," Edward said.

"Your Majesty," Andrea spluttered. "I would be honored".

Edward nodded. 

"We still need to find a good date to present her in public," he said.

"Ella and Eric's birthday is coming soon," Elora said. "We can keep a ball then, and introduce her".

"That's in ten days, Elora," Edward pointed out. "And Ella needs to be okay with it too".

"You'll have to convince her, Your Majesties," Andrea said. "It's going to be a PR nightmare otherwise".

"She's right," Elora said. "This isn't ideal, I agree, but we have to do something".

Edward sighed.

"Guess we need to talk to our daughter," he said.

Our daughter.

As he said those words, Elora couldn't help but smile.

She felt as though she were in a dream - her daughter truly was back.


***


Adelaide, Kate, the two princes and the young twins sat on a bed, their eyes wide.

Aurora had summoned them all to her chambers, and had shooed away all the maids and mentors, before both locking the main door, as well as the smaller one that connected her chambers to Kate's.

"Stupid royals. Bloody bastards. Nonsensical-" she was ranting as she paced.

"I don't think I've ever seen anyone but my Mother curse so badly," Eric said, while Aurora ignored him and continued pacing.

Adelaide and Kate looked at each other worriedly - Aurora always paced like this only when she was extremely angry, and they knew better than to speak, but they couldn't help but wonder what had riled her up so much.

"I think I now understand why the word 'mad' is a synonym of 'angry'," Lucian said thoughtfully.

"Aurora, sweetie," Adelaide said tentatively. "Do you need anything?".

Aurora ignored her, and picked her violin up from a stand and began playing.

Everyone winced - she was placing the bow too hard on the strings, and the sound that emerged was quite bad.

Aurora groaned, and kept the violin back and continued pacing.

"Do we need to take her to the hospital?" Elanor asked, looking at her brother.

"Hopefully not," Eric muttered.

Adelaide resisted the urge to blush as she saw the Prince - he was so handsome, so kind, so sweet.

Nothing at all like the pigheaded movie stars she worked with, who wanted nothing more than see her on their beds.

Eric was so gentle with her - apart from a few stolen kisses, and innocent holding of hands, he hadn't pushed her to do anything with him.

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