Hi friends! I've been working on a concept for my second story and I've finally put the beginning of it together! Please let me know what you think, and if you like the concept. Happy reading. :]

The English monarchy was formally abolished on April 15, 2015.

Following an election held in early April, the people had ruled the current royal family as unfit to rule the country. The most recent King's Cup displayed a showcase giving the citizens of England an implicit insight as to who each member of the family truly was. A series of hidden camera footage exposed the group for who they were: liars, cheaters, murderers, drug addicts, and no doubt hard core partiers.

Their King was nothing more than a self centered narcissist who was still in suspicion of killing his brother; the late King Simon. Truthfully, no one liked Cyrus since the minute he took over the throne.

Their Queen was solely in her position through manipulation and murder thanks to her mother. The Duchess had murdered King Simon's first love in order to get Helena to the throne.

Princess Eleanor, although barely kept as a secret, was a hard partying and out of control young woman who was perceived as a spoiled brat.

Even Liam, the former Prince who many grew fond of, couldn't save his families image. The various clips of footage that had been taken from the palace were irredeemable. After the video was broadcasted during his speech at the Cup, the crowd turned into a riot and rushed the stage. He was lucky to have made it out unharmed.

It was 4 months since the abolishment.

Although their worlds were turned upside down, the royal family was left with a large sum of money enabling them to recover just fine on their own journeys. Helena had worked things out with her former lover, Alistair Lacey, and they resided in a humble condo in Somerset. Cyrus lived in a mansion outside of London with a few butlers, maids, and chefs who kept him company. He made the best of his time left on Earth. His testicular cancer had progressed and spread to other organs in his body. He had an expectation of about 4 months left to live.

The twins decided to leave everything behind in the UK as the former Prince and Princess. They travelled the world on a mission to find their true identities away from the palace. They had a plan to eventually settle down in a new country, presumably America, to live as normal civilians at some point. However they were satisfied sipping cocktails on the Galapagos Islands off the coast of Ecuador for the moment.

James Hill had decided to retire and spend more time with his daughter who was growing too fast for his liking. Rachel, the Queen's former assistant, returned to being a full time dominatrix which she didn't mind so much herself.

And then there was Jasper Frost. No one had heard from him since the night before King's Cup. After Eleanor told him she never wanted to see him again he simply disappeared. There were rumors of sightings of him back in Nevada. If the rumors were true he was now working for the Las Vegas Police Department. However, Liam didn't inform his sister of the gossip knowing her and Jasper's tumultuous past.

Liam, Eleanor, and Helena had relied on Jasper to follow through with his research and expose Ted Pryce as the killer of King Simon at the King's Cup. Liam thoroughly resented Jasper for neglecting the situation and failing all of them. Liam did his best to protect his sister from ever speaking to him again. For the first time in a while Eleanor finally appeared to be happy and free.

Eleanor took a long chug of her margarita staring into the ocean. She was sitting next to Liam on a hunk of rocks that rested against the shore. They were surrounded by the most bizarre animals either of them had seen. Birds of all colors and reptiles of all sorts.

"Isn't it simply beautiful, Liam? Being held captive in that damn palace we never had the chance to experience this aspect of the world.. to just be free. With no one watching." She picked up a shot glass in her hand full of tequila offering another one to her brother.

"You're right Len. Maybe it was a blessing in disguise the way things turned out. I have no idea what it's like to just be.. normal," Liam replied clinking his glass with hers before chasing it.

"Well this certainly isn't normal, brother. We're sitting next to a bird called a blue footed booby for fucks sake." Eleanor took her shot. "However, I would love nothing more than to just be one of the people.. anonymous."

As time passed Liam and Eleanor decided that they would move to Boulder, Colorado in the US. Eleanor desperately wanted to attend college to experience what most "ordinary" young adults their age did. Colorado University was a prestigious school, yet had the reputation of being one of the top party schools in America. Perfect for herself. Liam was persuaded by his sister to at least give the college thing a try. He also like the idea of participating in something they were so unfamiliar with. They both applied for the fall semester.

"The former Prince and Princess of England are living on American soil and have been accepted to Colorado University, Boulder." Jasper heard chatter as he approached a television being broadcasted in the police station. There was paparazzi footage of Eleanor visibly overjoyed representing a sweatshirt with a buffalo, the school's mascot on it. In another shot Liam hung around her shoulder as they both extended their shirts toward the camera with the symbol of CU on it.

Jasper had to force himself out of pessimistic thoughts. This is all she ever wanted. She looks happier than I've ever seen her. And she's safe. He took the remote from his buddies hand and turned the TV off. His colleague's let out a cumulative groan.

"Frost, when are you going to let the girl go already? She looks happy," his coworker Drew pestered him.

"I have let her go. But it will never get any easier seeing her on TV.. I'm calling it a night."

He returned to his truck and turned it on heading back home. Jasper arrived back at his studio apartment with a girl from the night before cooking something in his kitchen. He honestly didn't remember her name.

"Why are you still here? I told you to leave earlier this morning," Jasper sighed throwing his keys onto the kitchen counter. He opened up his refrigerator cracking open a beer.

The petite blonde gave him a dirty look before walking to his couch throwing her jacket and the rest of her clothes on. She left with much greater ease than he had expected.

Jasper collapsed onto the couch after a long day instinctively turning the television on. Breaking news spread across the screen with yet another news channel announcing the arrival of the formal royal twins. He quickly turned the channel onto the football game chucking his remote across the room. He took a long chug from his beer. Seeing her face on the screen rapidly brought back all of the emotions he had worked so hard on erasing from his memory over the last few months.