This story popped into my mind while doing nothing during the mock test. I was basically staring into the pictures of Copernicus class, of which I don't belong but still have my picture included, lol. Please review… And by the way, I disclaim.

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"He's the man that I want to marry," Patricia said dreamingly. She was staring into the TV screen.

Her cousin beside her rolled her eyes. "Quit dreaming, Patricia," Lita said. "He doesn't even know that you exist. Besides, everyone knows that he's with the commoner, Samantha. What do you think, Layla?"

Layla stopped dusting the coffee table. "I think a princess deserves to live happily ever after, Your Highness."

Patricia smiled, "Thanks, Layla."

Layla bowed low. "You're welcome, Princess Patricia."

"Trish," Patricia corrected. "I really don't like that name." She flicked the remote into another channel when the news about her Prince Charming was over. She found another one about her Prince Charming but with the same topic as the previous news. "He's all over the news these days."

Lita chuckled. "That's because of his royal scandal with that commoner, Samantha."

Trish was still daydreaming. "He is so handsome. I really wouldn't mind having an arranged marriage with him. I'd be the luckiest Queen alive if that happens."

"Again, he's in love with a commoner and the whole world knows about it," Lita rolled her eyes. "You can't like someone like him."

"Why not?" Trish wasn't taking her eyes off the TV. "What's not to like about him? He's the heir to the throne, he's so sexy and those blue eyes make me melt."

Lita shook her head. "That's not what a princess should talk about."

They heard a knock on the door and Layla opened it. In came Jeff, the messenger. "Your Highness, you brother, Prince John wanted to see you two in the library."

Lita glared at Trish. "What did you do this time?"

Trish stood up, grabbed Lita's hand and dragged her to the library.

"I honestly don't know what mischief I did," Trish whined. "I've been a really good princess. You know what? My brother's been strict to me ever since father died. I do hope they crown him King do he'll have more duties and he'll stop bugging me."

They entered the library and at last, Trish stopped whining. "You wanted to meet me, my brother?" Trish asked as a form of formality. But what he actually wanted to say was, What the hell do you want? Trish and Lita bowed.

John stood up from his chair – the chair that once belonged to their father. "An invitation came for both of you," he handed the white envelope to Trish.

Trish read it eagerly, her eye span quick. "Princess Lilian's birthday is coming!" she smiled at Lita. "We are cordially invited."

"Are you coming with us, John?" Lita asked.

John kept a straight face. "I'm afraid I have duties to fulfill and have no time for parties."

Trish tugged his arm, not a polite thing to do for a princess. "But brother, every royalty is invited. You should go too. Is mother loading you up with duties? I'll talk to her if you want."

"I have a duty to my country," John hesitated. "It has always been my priority."

Lita joined Trish in persuading John. "Don't you want to meet your princess? That party could be the right time."

"You two," John patted them on the shoulder. "You two should go to the party to find Prince Charming. I don't want nor need a princess right now."

The princesses left the library and went back to Trish's room. Trish immediately browsed the magazines for gowns. "Lita, honestly, I'm glad that my brother isn't coming."

Lita was browsing the magazines for shoes. "That was not very nice."

Trish closed the magazines. "This is nonsense! We're going to have a designer design our clothes for us anyways!"

Lita continued to browse through the magazine.

"Dearest cousin," Trish started, "don't you realize what this means?"

"No," Lita simply said. "Why don't you just tell me and stop the suspense."

Trish smiled. "I'll have a chance to meet my Prince Charming."

"And what?" Lita asked. "Tell him that you dream about being his wife everyday and every night? He's already in love with a commoner."

Trish smiled. "He can't marry a commoner. We can't marry a commoner. In the end, he'll have to marry a royal born. There is a possibility that it's going to be me."

"Well good luck my beloved royal cousin," Lita said. "Do remember that I will be by your side the moment your royal heart shatters into pieces."

"Oh please do no talk like that!" Trish said. "He will eventually forget about that commoner. You'll see, I can make him change."

"You don't even know him!" Lita said

"You don't too so quit making unjust comments," Trish defended him. Lita has a way of winning an argument so she wanted to stop it.

"As a matter of fact, I met him once," Lita confessed. "I went to the same violin recital as his. Ever since, he spoke of how he would change tradition. He wanted to marry a commoner and still have the crown. I think he's determined to do so."

Trish was left silent. "I… I think I'll just introduce myself to him at the party, that's all." She went out to the garden and has not spoken a word to Lita since. It was only at dinner that Trish's cheerfulness came back.

"Mother, aren't we going to find John a wife yet?" Trish asked, trying to test if John doesn't really want to go to the party.

"I'll let him find her," the Queen simply said. "As a matter of fact, I fear about you two going to Princess Lilian's party."

"Mother?" Trish was surprised.

"A prince may be see you there and ask your hand in marriage," the Queen said. "I don't want to loose my little daughter. And Lita, I raised you as on of my own just like I promised your mother."

"Is that really possible?" Trish asked.

"What?" John asked.

"That someone will ask my hand in marriage and then I would get married," Trish said.

"Yes…" the Queen replied.

"So love doesn't really matter?" Trish asked again.

"My cousin – " Lita tried to interrupt, knowing what is in Trish's mind.

"It's about marrying a royalty, not marrying for love," John cleared.

After dinner, Trish went to her room happily. Somehow, she knows that she has a chance to marry her Prince Charming – Prince Randy Orton. Samantha is nothing compared to her and Randy's parents would choose her over Samantha.

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Uhm… Please review… It may not look angsty this time but it will, I promise… Please review…