The Prince (Harry Styles)

Chapter 4

"This is your state room," Trish smiled as she opened two dark oak doors to reveal a beige and white bedroom. An audible gasp escaped my mouth as I stared at the beautiful furniture in front of me. 

My bedroom was larger than both my parents rooms and my room combined. The bed was larger than both beds as well, I was just in awe of the whole ordeal. I couldn't believe that by agreeing to the prince's offer I was given all these gifts. Who gets this kind of life? Definitely not someone like me.

The decorations were fairly simple. Dark beige walls accented in gold, white and pink. The headboard of the large bed was pink with gold trimming. The sheets were the whitest I've ever seen. There was a large white armoire across the room from the bed where a few maids were cleaning out. 

"Do you like it? We are allowed to change it to your liking—"

"It's perfect," I smiled to Trish. "It's the most beautiful bedroom I've ever seen."

Trish smiled to me and took my hand placing her hand over mine with a smile. She released my hand and walked over to a white dresser and grabbed a silver hair brush and a few other things from the top of the dresser. 

"Donya, sweetheart, be a dear and draw a bath for Ms. Price," Trish said with a smile. The black haired girl nodded and walked to a room behind me. "She's one of my daughters."

"Oh," I said with a nod. Trish grabbed a stool and a large cloth. She beckoned me to follow her and I did. She walked to a collapsible divider and ushered me behind it. 

"Please undress and put that robe on," she said with a kind smile. 

I did as she asked and tossed my mother's dress over the top of it and put the robe on tying the white belt around my waist. I took hold of my long hair and pulled it out of the back of the soft robe. The hard wood felt warm beneath my now bare feet, it was strange. I was used to cold flooring. I stepped out from behind the divider and looked at Trish with a smile on my face. It all felt so surreal standing in the palace let alone my own bedroom here.

"We're giving you a bath to clean you up, make you feel special," Trish smiled. "A letter came a few minutes ago from Prince Harry, he said he would like to see you straight in the morning. So we'll be in around seven o'clock to bring you your morning tea as well as help you get dressed for the day."

"Seven?" I asked her incredulously.

"Yes? Is that too early for you?" she asked worriedly.

"No, that's fairly late, actually," I laughed. "I'm normally up before the sun even considers rising."

"Oh, well I hope you don't have any issues sleeping in then?" she asked with a laugh. "We'll get you washed and prepped for bed. In the morning we'll run through your schedule."

"Schedule?"

"Yes," she nodded. "I forgot to mention this, I apologize, Ms. Price. As a contender for being the future queen of Ula, you must be taught the ways of being a crowned princess. You'll have a series of classes within the palace. Your etiquette classes will be taught by Queen Anne herself, I believe your first lesson is tomorrow."

"I have school?" I asked her with wide eyes. "Do I have coursework?" I questioned.

"That, I am unsure of. It is different with every queen. Some assign it, others don't. Since it only happens once per queen, I haven't any idea," Trish said. "Your bath is ready, if you please?"

I nodded following her to the bathroom. I undid the cloth belt and one of the maids helped me shrug the robe off my shoulders. I felt odd, I was standing in front of a bath stark naked in front of a bunch of neighbors. The women didn't seem to mind since they all had blank faces. Donya, I think, reached out a hand to help me into the porcelain tub filled with steaming water. I hissed lightly as my cool skin touched the warm water.