Man of the World
SUMMARY: Elena Gilbert is a senior studying pre-law at the University of Virginia who is hoping to get into Harvard Law School. Damon Salvatore is the crowned Prince of Spain who is more interested in partying then being involved in the monarchy. In an
effort to escape his escape his responsibilities, Damon enrols at the University of Virginia. The pair just had to meet. Damon x Elena: based on the movie "The Prince and Me".
DISCLAIMER: I don't own The Vampire Diaries or The Prince and Me.
Chapter 1
"Your Majesty, your son is waiting for you outside." Zach informed King Giuseppe and Queen Maria. "Damon?" the astounded King asked the servant. "No Sir," Zach said while nervously twirling his thumbs, "Prince Stefan." The King nodded warily, "Send
him in." Zach nodded and bowing, he left the room. "This is ridiculous," Giuseppe snapped to Maria "my son, the heir to the throne of Spain, cannot attend a simple meeting of the Senate. Does he only want to drink at ghastly bars and do God knows
what with the harlots that frequent those places?" Maria wryly looked at her husband, "You expect him to change? Damon is unlike Stefan in every way. Stefan is more likely to become King then Damon. I just wish that he did not decide to join the
military; he will be stationed overseas for four years starting next month. And your health, my good King, is not what it once was." Giuseppe grabbed his wife's hand and softly stroked her fingers. "I will be King, for as long as my people need me." Their
moment was interrupted by the arrival of their second born son, 20 year old Prince Stefan. The Prince knelt at his parents' thrones and kissed the rings on their fingers. He rose silently and kissed his mother on the cheek and shook hands with his father.
"Son, do you have any inclination about the whereabouts of your brother?" Giuseppe asked his youngest child. "No Father," Stefan began, his green eyes shining in adoration of his parents, "I did, however, receive a text message from him last night
informing me that he would not return back to the castle last night. At least, I believe that is what it said, it was rather difficult to read, and it was one in the morning." The King nodded gravely and motioned for his servants to help him stand. "No
matter," he replied, "we will have to follow through with the meeting. Take me to the Senate chambers please." Nodding, Stefan immediately went to his father's left side as Maria went to his right, and the three royals left the room.
Damon Salvatore, the 22 year-old Prince of Spain, awoke with a terrible headache, a horrible aversion to sunlight, and a rather gruesome feeling in the pit of his stomach. "Your Majesty certainly knows how to take care of his subjects," a voice murmured
beside him. Damon exhaled the breath that he was holding and ran a hand through his dark brown tousled hair. "You'll do well to remember that our little meeting did not happen," he stated to the blonde, his piercing blue eyes flashing. "Yes Sir," the girl
whispered nervously. "Don't worry," Damon said as he pulled his pants on, "this is purely a defensive move. My father cannot know about any more if my encounters with harlots, as he puts it. His health is dwindling and I cannot have him suffer. I may
not care to be King, but I do care for my family." He turned around and saw that the blonde was clearly not listening, as she was watching him get dressed. He sighed inwardly in gratitude, commoners should never know of the emotions of royalty, which
was one of the first lessons he ever learnt in the castle. The girl blinked up at him, clearly lost in her own world. "What's your name again?" Damon asked her. "Caroline." She squeaked out. "Look Caroline, let's be rational for a moment." Damon said
smoothly as he looked square into her eyes. "If you told your friends that the Prince had sex with you, you think that they would really believe you?" Caroline shook her head sadly. "I didn't think so. Have a great day." Damon called, walking out of the
small apartment.
Hours later, Damon was back at the castle, having skilfully avoided the paparazzi. Zach had just brought him a three course meal that Damon was enjoying while watching some ridiculous American television program that had young university students
taking their tops off every five minutes. "You know you're in a fair amount of trouble brother." Stefan's voice taunted as he walked into Damon's room. "What else is new?" Damon retorted, not taking his eyes off of the television. "Father is asking you to
join him for dinner." Stefan continued. Damon looked at his younger brother and meaningfully gestured to the half-empty plates beside his bed. "Alright," Stefan exhaled as he walked out of the room, "it's your funeral though." Damon smirked,
"Congratulations brother, you're getting funnier every day. Perhaps you should become a comedian and not a military officer." Stefan grinned as he walked out of the room. Damon turned his gaze towards the television and realized that this could be the
ideal place to escape to. He could go to a small university in the United States and be just Damon, not Prince Damon. Of course, there was the slight problem of convincing his parents to allow him to go, and go alone with no royal strings attached. Damon
turned his laptop on and began to look for universities on the internet. He finally found the University of Virginia in Charlottesville, Virginia. The school was founded in 1819 by Thomas Jefferson and had roughly 13,600 students. Blending in won't be too
hard, Damon thought to himself as he scanned the website. "Damon," his father's voice startled him as it echoed across the hallway which led to his room. Damon snapped the silver MacBook shut and rose to greet his father and mother, formally shaking
his hand and kissing her cheek. "Father," he began, "I had decided to travel to the United States and enrol in some university courses. Perhaps once I see and learn about the world threw my own eyes, I will be ready to be the King of Spain." Maria
looked absolutely astounded. "I'm sorry Damon, you're willing to consider being King?" she questioned her oldest son. "Yes Mother," Damon answered, "although I have one stipulation. I would like pay for everything myself." Giuseppe looked at Damon
with steely eyes, "We will pay for your airfare as well as tuition and books, for everything else you are on your own son. Good luck, I hope that you will find what you are looking for." Damon nodded. "Zach will chaperone you," Maria mentioned after a
moment of silence. Damon looked exasperatedly at his mother, which she promptly ignored. "I think that is an excellent idea, my dear. Zach will be a perfect fit as someone to look after Damon. We will make arrangements for you to enrol in classes
tomorrow and a flight will depart to the United States on Tuesday morning. Lastly, as a matter of interest, son, which school would you like to attend?" Giuseppe questioned. "My choice is the University of Virginia." Damon answered. The King and Queen
nodded, bid goodnight to their first-born and left the room. "Why did we agree to this so quickly?" Maria interrogated her husband. "Because," Giuseppe responded, "You and I both do not know how much longer I will remain the throne. And conceivably
this will allow Damon to mature and take my place as King. We have exhausted all of our other options."
DEDEDEDEDEDE
Hi! So this came to me while watching "The Prince and Me" today. The story will not follow the movie directly, but there will be similarities. I love Stefan and Elena together on the show but I wanted to try out a story with Damon and Elena together.
Please read and review, I'd love to know what you guys think. In the next chapter we shall meet Elena.
