"We came here to rob you," Jasper tried to catch his breath as he handed the large diamond back into Eleanor's hands. She shook her head in dismay as she gaped at Mandy and Jasper standing before her.

"Then take this, take all of me," Princess Eleanor whispered as she handed her grandmother's diamond earrings to Mandy.

Mandy encouraged Jasper to follow her out of the tunnel and escape with her. Eleanor never left her eyes on him. Jasper broke their stare and immediately chased after Mandy. This confirmed all of the Princess' worst fears. She had been stabbed in the back once again, by someone she trusted.. and by the man who had already done so much to hurt her. She felt as though her heart had been ripped out of her chest.

Returning to her birthday party Eleanor took a few more shots of vodka on a tray, perfectly waiting for her. She gazed around at the party full of people with smiles plastered on their face popping bottles of champagne and dancing to the music. These were essentially all strangers to her. None of them were true "friends" to her or Liam. They were only there because they had gained access to a party in the palace where they could drink unlimited free booze.

As the anger grew within the depths of her stomach, Eleanor picked up a lighter from her purse and lit the "Happy Birthday" banner on fire surrounding her. As the fire sprinklers began to spray, the room became doused with water. She could feel the cold mist covering her hair, her face, her birthday dress.

The crowd began to scream and disperse as they slowly let out. As the makeup began to stream down her face, Eleanor let out a scream. "Everybody get the fuck out of my house! You're not welcome here!" She began to sob. "Nobody even cares.." her voice fell to a small whimper as she stared at the floor.

Before she exited the room, she turned around and picked up a fresh tray full of vodka shots and stormed up to her bedroom. She didn't say a single word to anyone, pushing through the crowd and the drenched remains of her birthday party.

Little did Princess Eleanor know that someone was standing in the doorway behind the whole scene, closely watching her. Jasper was holding the diamond earrings that he had retrieved from Mandy after chasing her down. He was too ashamed to approach the princess. He felt his heart race as he watched her actions.

Eleanor kicked the doors of her bedroom open and slammed the tray of shots onto her mini table. Her eyes flooded with tears. She felt so stupid to trust and let someone in as much as she had Mandy. And as much as she did not want to admit it, learning about Jasper's intentions of stealing from the palace and using her as a pawn stung a lot more. How much harm could the man do to her?

She needed to numb herself. She took a shot. She wiped her mascara stained eyes and took another. Rummaging through her usual stash spot, she took out her small box of "goodies" as she liked to call it. Eleanor blissfully popped three MDMA pills in her mouth and chased it with yet another shot. Quickly thereafter, she took out the cocaine.

As she began to form the lines of white powder on her mini mirror, she thought about how much of a naive idiot she had been. No one has ever truly loved her, with the exception of Liam and her father, and why would she be stupid enough to believe otherwise?

Another shot. Everyone either wanted to BE her or steal from her. They never wanted to enjoy the person that she is. And why should they? She was a drug addict, and a borderline alcoholic. Another shot.

Eleanor wiped the tears away for the final time as she stared down at the glass slab holding the powdery lines in front of her. She snorted one line. Another shot. And then another line.

Suddenly, the room began to spin and she started to sweat profusely. She reached for a glass of water and took a small sip. The glass slipped from her hand and crashed onto the wooden floor. She had never felt this way before. The spinning sensation worsened as she stood up and tried to look around the room.

Within the blink of an eye, she saw everything in slow motion as she collapsed onto the table in front her. Everything went black.

Jasper knew that he was the last person that the princess would want to see at the moment. However he felt as though he needed to explain himself and beg for her forgiveness as soon as possible. He would do absolutely anything to gain her trust again.

He passed through the water soaked party that the maintenance team was furiously trying to clean up.

"I'm going to go speak with the princess," Jasper said with a short breath as he passed the Princess' bodyguard, James, in the hallway leading up to her bedroom. James gave a solemn nod.

Jasper could feel his heart racing as his hand grazed the doorknob. After several minutes of pacing back and forth, he finally gave a sharp knock on the door. "Princess, I know you absolutely hate me but you have to let me explain myself." There was no response, which he was already expecting. "Please Len, I promise I will just say what I have to, and you don't ever have to speak to me again if that is truly what you want."

He waited with his forehead pressed against the door for about 2 minutes until he finally mustered up the courage to enter her bedroom. He burst through the doors and lost all of the color in his face. His legs trembled at the sight of what was in front of him. Princess Eleanor laid flat out on top of her cluttered table, with the shot glasses crashed onto the floor.

Jasper darted to her and picked up her limp body into his arms. "Len! Oh no, Len!" he shouted as he cupped her face in his hands. She was completely unresponsive and had cuts and bruises on her face and body presumably from falling on to the table.

"James! Get in here right now, the Princess is in trouble, call an ambulance!" he shouted as he felt warm tears pool into his eyes.