Exposed. That was all Danielle could feel. She glanced down at her torn wing, the glitter fading in her eyes. Danielle couldn't let go of Henry's hand.

"Her name is Danielle de Barbarac, and she has been a servant in my home for the past ten years." Rodmilla had the look of victory plastered on her unpleasant face.

Danielle's tears fell even more as King Francis stepped out yelling "A servant Henry! Is this some kind of joke?" She looked up at Henry's eyes for some comfort and all she could see was a cloud of anger.

Henry turned towards Rodmilla warning "Baroness, you are on dangerous ground!"

Rodmilla shot back "Ask her yourself! She is a grasping, devious little pretender, and it is my duty, Your Highness, to expose her for the covetous hoax she is!"

Danielle's head shook from side to side as Henry turned to her pleading. "Tell these women who you are! Tell them!"

Her heart twisting, she stayed quiet. Rodmilla grabbed ahold of Danielle's arm and turned her towards him.

"Bow before royalty, you insolent fraud!"

Taking her silence as agreement, Henry pushed her hand away. "My God, it cant be true...Nicole?"

Danielle mustered up all the courage she could find and let her tears fall as she said "Nicole de Lancret was my mother, I am what she says."

Henry stepped back. "The apple?" He said reminiscing about the incident.

Danielle stepped forward, "I can explain!"

In the background King Francis yelled "Well SOMEBODY had better!"

Henry's red face could hardly look at Danielle. "First you're engaged, and now you're a servant? I've heard enough!" Henry turned his back on her for the first time ever.

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The coldness of his back made Danielle shudder and felt him rip out her heart.

"Please Henry..."

A collective gasp went about the palace as Prince Henry slowly turned to the servant and replied. " Do not address me so informal, Madame. I am the Prince of France, and YOU are just like...them!"

Danielle struggled to keep her tears in as those words pierced through her heart. Her sadness started to replace with the anger of betrayal.

"No SIRE, it is YOU that is just like them."

Rodmilla, outraged by Danielle's back talk, pushed Danielle to the ground. Henry instinctively tried to catch her but instead, caught himself. He watched her fall to the ground as he heard his mother gasp in worry. He needed to keep his wits about as he spoke to her so she couldn't trick him again.

"Pray tell, servant girl, how I am just like them?"

He tried his best not to feel badly about the things he said as he said them, but the thought of his kisses being taken for granted had upsetted him so much that any feelings for Danielle had been replaced with fury.

Danielle looked up at Henry, wincing at the words "servant girl" and let all her emotions out.

"I may be a servant but I do each of my chores with pride and dignity. I am capable of making my own choices as where you cant! You are a prince and yet have no care to rule the land you may posses! Your title is the only thing that separates you from "them", but I can see that you are just a boy yet."

King Francis was infuriated. How can a commoner say such words to the Prince! "Guards! Seize her!"

"Wait!" Henry yelled. Turning his thoughts to Danielle, he asked his questions. "Why did you lie to me? Why did you tell me your name was Comtess Nicole, when all you are is servant, Danielle? Was it my money? The title, the name?" He knelt down and grabbed her shoulders, shaking them in the process. "What did you want from me!"

Danielle pushed his hands away from her and got herself up. She steadied her self, trying not to cry in front of him no more.

"Who told you MY name was Comtess Nicole de Lancret? I never said that name belonged to me. You asked for a name, ANY name. And in that moment, at that time, I was forced to give you my mother's name for I was in fear of my life and in my dear friend's life... Your money doesn't concern me. Neither does your title. When I met you I thought you were the love of my life not the Prince or the future king but the one that would take me away from that thing that I call family! But now I see you for the stupid, repulsive, ARROGANT SLIME YOU ARE!"

SMACK

Henry had slapped her in the face. Never had he laid a hand on a woman and here he was, slapping the woman he loved in the face.

Queen Marie was shocked at Henry's behavior. "HENRY!" she yelled.

An angry red had risen up on her cheeks and Henry could see the tears fall down them. She turned her face towards him, looked down and fell to the floor.