"Mrs. Blair the plan is about to depart."
Said the small rounded maid Blair looked up from wear her eyes had been plastered on to her lap. She smiled curtly.
"Oh, yes thank you Darota."
Darota sighed and looked Blair seriously in the eyes.
"Mrs. Blair we could stay. I can go stop plain if that what you won't."
Blair grinned politely but shook her head.
"No Darota we can't."
Darota sighed looking away for a moment at the jets door then looked back at her dear Blair.
"If I could fix this Mrs. Blair I would."
Blair looked up at her life long companion and smiled one of her genuine smiles, but it still held a hint of sadness. It always seemed to be there now a day's. Darota could hardly remember a time when Blair had not been unhappy.
"I know you would Darota. But no one can change this"
The maid nodded slightly before making her way down the small plains row. Blair stared after her mind in a completely other world.
Chuck sat in the back of his limo looking out in to the city he had called home his whole life. A place that had watched him grow and tote him many things it held his most prized memories and the ones that had absolutely destroyed him. It had been an all too slow day. He had been in the office –a prison of his own making- all day doing vertically nothing but trying to seem helpful in some way in his own company. He pinched the brig of his nose sighing heavily. Sometimes he wondered why he even kept trying.
No one would care, no one would notice if he just decided to stop. Yet agene what would stop even mean? No one could call what he did living no one, not even he could call it living. He needed her. Never had he missed her so much. He had gotten used to it threw the years, when he had learned of her fait he really didn't think it would have heart as mush as it did. He thought it wouldn't have maid much of a different. She was all ready gone. The only difference was that now the whole world loved to remind him of it.
"Sir, we are hear."
Said Arthur in less then a whisper Chuck looked up and glared at the old man.
"I can see that. Now in stead of stating the obvious why don't you do your job and open my door."
Arthur nodded shakily and got out of the car he wasn't surprised by Mr. Bass's ton though no, he was used to it. Mr. Bass had not by any means been in a light mood in nearly a year. He opened the door and as soon as he did Chuck got out. Buttoning his jacket and smoothing out his hair slightly.
He walked in to The Empire looking exactly like he owned the place. A few stopped and stared manly women. Even after everything that had happened it seemed as if women just loved throwing them self's at Chuck even more now. Not that Chuck minded he found him self drinking, brooding and burying him self in whores even more then before.
Anna a small red headed girl stood behind the front desk looking at her boss. Charles Bass was most definitely someone worth looking at but she new better then to go any farther then just look. Yes he was perhaps one of the most gorges men in all of Manhattan maybe even New York and his billions wear just the icing on the cake. But no human being disserved all the many problems Chuck Bass had. Witch just maid you think about just what sort of person he even was to deserve all of it.
"Mr. Bass."
She piped out making sure her voice did not shake. Chuck turned to glance at the girl. He was not fond of her he didn't know why any one would wont to waist there life's behind the desk of The Empire, But then agene who was he to judge. He groaned looked towered the elevator banks wonting to go up to his room and throw back some Scotch.
"Yes, what is it Anna?"
Anna looked down at her desk nervously not wonting to say anything and just let him go up.
"Um, Mrs. Van der woodsen called as did Mr. Archibald. They both left messages."
She waited to see if he'd say anything but he did not.
"Is that all Anna or would you like to waist my time anymore?"
Asked Chuck curtly Anna looked up at him wide eye. She was used to her boss being rood but she had not expected him to say anything at all. Not today. And that is when she realized it, he didn't know.
She wondered to god why she had to be the one to tell him. Why she had to be the one to let him know.
"Mr. Bass, you, you don't know. Do you sir?"
She had no idea why she asked she wonted to shoot her self for doing so but the damage had been done. Chuck narrowed his gaze at her.
"Know what?'
Anna looked away looked down looked at anything but him. Why had she not just stayed quiet let him find out on his own. Why in the world did he not know? The entire world knew how was it possible that Chuck Bass didn't? But of course Mr. Bass rarely ever even looked at his phone. It would have to be something he knew was work other whys he just would not answer. She didn't even think he spoke to any one of his family, not by the way they called all most everyday to see how Mr. Bass was doing.
"Anna."
Said Chuck the red head did not look up at him though instead she took a deep breath and with a shaky hand took the paper that was sitting on top of her desk and handed it to him. Chuck rolled his eyes considering whether or not to fire the women for merely annoying him he went agents the urge and looked down at the paper that was now in his hands. He tried not to drop it. There write-in on the fist page of The New York Times in bold big letters 'Queen Blair Waldorf of Eastern Europe declared dead" he immediately scanned the rest of the page.
'The Queen of Eastern Europe Blair Waldorf daughter of The Emperor of Europe Harold Waldorf missing since January of last year in a plane crash was declared dead this morning by the European crown. The privet royal jet was found last February near the crossing from France to England coming back fallowing a small trip to New York. Eleven body's of thirteen passengers on bored wear found most on the same day as the plain. The two bodies not recovered were of flight attendant Mary Jessica Hunt and of The Queen Blair. A ceremony in the honor of her royal highness will be held Monday morning in Tuscany at the Royal holy cathedral along with a few others around all of Europe with in the week. No comment has been given by any member of the European royal family. Close friends to the family and to The Queen have not said or commented on the tragedy but there will most likely be statements maid threw out the flowing week. Statements from the Royal families' of England, Spain, Monaco, Sweden, Norway, Denmark and Belgium are scheduled to be released in the fallowing week as well. For now all of Europe and the world are in morning for are beloved Queen Blair.'
Chuck read it over once but on the first try each and every word was engraved in to his memory forever. Anna was still staring at him not knowing what to do.
"Anna."
Said Chuck in an oddly light and calm tone.
"Yes Mr. Bass?"
Chuck looked up from the paper.
"I am going up to my room. Let no one under any circumstances come up. I do not won't any calls transferred up ether. Am I understood?"
Anna nodded and Chuck nodded as well before throwing the paper back down on to the desk. Anna watched him go. Knowing that there was no way in hell this would go over smoothly now or any time soon. All she could manage to think was god save these people.