It has been just Teddy, Asher, and Penelope for about fourteen years. When the twins were three and Penelope was one, Teddy was fed up with Spencer and wanted a divorce from him. She also missed her family back home in Denver. She didn't move to Denmark, away from her family, to be treated how she was by Spencer.

"You know what, I'm just done." Teddy exclaimed. "I can't deal with this anymore. I'm not even happy."

"What are you saying then?" The prince asked.

"I want a divorce. I'm moving back to Denver and taking the kids with me."

"What, Teddy, Andrew is the heir to the throne." Spencer exclaimed.

"Is that all you care about, Andrew being the heir? You should care more about losing me than him being the next king after you." Teddy took her ring off and threw it at Spencer. "I'm just done. I'm taking the next flight back to Denver with Asher and Penelope. Send me the divorce papers."

"I thought you said you're taking Andrew with you."

"You can keep Andrew since he's all you care about apparently."

Teddy stormed out of their suite and down to the boy's room. She saw her three year old sons playing with toy cars together on the rug. She knelt down beside them and hugged them both tightly in her arms. She cried thinking she'll probably never see Andrew again, see her twins together like this again.

"I love you, Andrew, never forget it." She murmured into her son's ear. "Mommy loves you so much."

"Love you, mummy." Andrew said in his Danish accent.

"Mom, can I please go on my class trip to Denmark, please." Asher begged. "I'll be like the only one not going."

"I doubt it." Penelope murmured as she did her homework.

"Asher, I just don't like the idea of you being in another country without me."

"Mom, I'm fourteen almost fifteen, a freshman in high school!"

"I'll think about it. How much will be the cost of this trip?" Teddy asked.

"Twelve hundred but should I remind you we've be fundraising and that cost includes a plane ticket, hotel, and transportation for when we're in Denmark."

"It's over ski week, correct?"

"Yes. Mom, just think of it as a early birthday gift."

Teddy sighed as she thought if he should go or not. She would allow her son to go on the trip but didn't want to because it was to Denmark. She knew there would probably be a low chance of him running into his father and twin brother while there. But still, Asher has no idea about having a twin or being a royal, neither does Penelope, and she is planning on keeping it like that. What if he sees magazine's with the royal family on it and gets suspicious because the one looks like him.

"You know what, I'll allow you to go but you will have to call me each day or at least text me so I know where you are at at all times. You also can not be alone in a hotel room with a girl and listen to your chaperone."

"Yes, of course! Thank you. You are the best mom!" Asher exclaimed as he ran up to his room. "First payment is Monday!" He shouted.

"Wow, mom, I'm surprised you allowed him to go." Penelope said. "Will you let me go when I'm in high school?"

"We'll see when the time comes. Now finish your homework."

"Andrew, let's go." Spencer said entering his son's room.

"Father, I don't want to attend Katherine's coming of age party." Andrew mumbled. "Why can't I stay here and you go instead?"

"Andrew, I don't care what you want. I am your father and I say you are attending it and will enjoy it."

Andrew sat up in his bed. "I can't believe you're making me go."

Spencer exited his son's room remembering what his ex-wife, Teddy, had said about Andrew when he was a newborn. She said she could see him being the bossier, more defiant one than Asher. So far Teddy was correct about Andrew. He had a major I don't care attitude and hated attending events with his royal family.

When the two princes arrived at the event, they were greeted by a numerous of people. Andrew wondered off and mainly was on his phone, not socializing one bit. He sat at a table not involved with anything going on around him. There could be a shootout and he wouldn't even notice.

"Andrew." Linda, his grandmother and queen, said. "Get off that device." She exclaimed.

"Grandmother, this party is not amusing."

"It is impolite to be on that device. Didn't your father teach you better?"

"More like nannies." He murmured.

"I'm not amused by your back talk, Andrew." Linda said. "I hope not to see that device out again all night."

"Yes, grandmother."