Not His Princess

Chapter 1.1

"Lady Stella! Please hurry up! Your father is furious!"

Our help called for the nth time. I looked myself at the mirror for the last time and fixed the hairs that fall on my face.

"You know your father is very impatient! I woke you up hours ago! Do you want to get scolded again?!" she said while we're walking down the stairs and she's fixing my dress.

I reached the front door and saw my father's angry face and next to him is my mother who looked worried.

"Stella Felicity Hughes!" my dad's voice roar

I smiled at him sweetly then passed him to enter our car. I saw my mom sigh then followed me inside with my dad behind her.

"Stella did I not remind you that we are going to the palace today?" my mom asked calmly

I nodded "You did."

"Then why are you late?"

"Why are we going to the palace?" I answered her with a question

My mom looked at my dad nervously and was about to answer when my dad beat her to it "You have to wait until we arrived."

I sigh and looked out the window admiring the scenic view.

We are not part of the royal family but we are very close to them. My paternal grandfather worked closely with the late King Edmund the IV until he died, that's when my grandfather retired. In the present, my father work as one of Queen Silvia's advisors. Because of our fathers' work, my siblings and I grew up at Andamania palace. We see the royal siblings a lot, I was friends with the Princess and my sister even dated Prince Liam in past, he's the next in line to be king.

My sister and I have a very different view of the palace. She hated going there, she said she feels trapped like she's inside a beautiful jail cell. Me on the other hand, I enjoy going there, I love walking in the garden and to borrow book in their library; they have a lot of different books that I enjoy.

"Get ready Stella, we're here" my thoughts were interrupted by my dad.

The gates of Andamania palace opened, there are a lot of tourist outside the gates hoping to catch a glimpse of the royal family.

"Remember what I told you about etiquette." My mom reminded me.

We arrive at the front doors and one royal butler opened the door for us. My father went out first, followed by my mom then me.

"Welcome Lord Michael, Lady Martha and Lady Stella" sir Francis the queen's secretary greeted and ushered us inside.

Dad offered his arm to mom which my mom gladly took and they walked ahead of me, I took my time and looked around the palace. It's a big and beautiful place but empty. I understand what my sister mean when she said that living here feel like you are trap.

My parents and sir Francis stopped in front of the lounge that is what the room called in where the royal family gathered to have a tea and talked, I've been to this room a lot of times, me and Princess Eloise - the Queen's second child - played here when we were young.