Chapter 1

The world is reflected in the sparkle of her eyes as she stares at her mirror, seeing the lady that she is, wearing a red floor-length dress that shows off her beautiful complexion.

"Princess Elizabeth, let us go now" Edward Cane, the royal dress maker and her friend said.

"Alright Ed" she said walking towards him and clutching his arm.

"I don't even understand why I have to do this. The ball is a week away, I've been in hundreds of them and I'm 27 years old! My mother and father don't have to do this, so why do I?" she tried to whine

"This is why you have to stop whining. You're attracting some attention to yourself which I am sure you do not want, and your parents, the king and queen, can do anything they want including getting you away from your textbooks" answered Edward

"My internship is a month away. I need to prepare. Not only am I going to be labelled as 'Princess' there will also be talks about me only getting in the internship because of my status. Yes, my education may have been different-"

"Totally different" Edward murmured making her shoot him some glares.

"Whatever. Anyway, I may have been medical schooled in the castle but I also learned what they learned in a normal school and so I need to prove that to them by showing them that I am kickass"

"Language Princess"

"Yeah, right. But seriously, that is what I need to prepare for, not this" she said as they entered the glass ceiling ballroom already being prepared.

"Let's get this done. What am I supposed to do now?" she asked.

"You are going to dance to 12 earls at that night therefore you should rehearse for the dance" Edward answered.

"Oh for Pete's sake. What kind of dance do you want? Ballet? Tango? Sport? And why are you doing this? Where's the choreographer?" she asked within one breath

"Hey! Slow down. It's waltz and I offered my services because I know that you love me" he said smirking

"Yeah, sure. Keep telling yourself that" she said rolling her eyes and getting into stance placing her right palm on Edward's shoulder and letting him hold her left and as the music filled the air, they began dancing.

They were laughing when Edward felt a tap on his shoulder and was met by a kind smile.

"May I cut in?" asked the man

"Of course your highness" Ed said, letting go of the Princess's hand and bowing to the king.

Elizabeth put her palms on her father's shoulders and smiled.

"You know, it seems only yesterday, you were my baby, my baby that I was cradling in my arms while afraid of holding her because her skin looks so sensitive" Her father said to her

"And it seems only yesterday, you were teaching how to ride my pony" she said back

"You're going to be a great surgeon" he said

"Just like Mom"

"Just like her and speaking of her" her father said looked lovingly towards the opposite direction. They stopped dancing and when she looked, she saw her mother standing beside a pillar beaming with pride. They started walking towards her when she exclaimed

"My little girl all grown up!"

"Mom I guess we established that when I was 18, you know 9 years ago" she said with a hint of sarcasm that made them laugh.

They went outside the room towards the gazebo and settled themselves down.

"Time flies sweetheart. You're 27" The queen said to her softly.

"Yes mom. I know that I need to get married but I'm still looking for 'HIM'." She answered

"I know, I know. Just reminding you"

"Ellis, dear, let's not talk about that for a while. "Her father said before sipping the tea before him.

They were engulfed by a comforting silence but it was broken by a gunshot and the running figure of Major Dean Morgan.

"Your majesty, the palace is under attack! We need to evacuate you" he informed

"Under attack? By whom?" The king enquired.

"Northerns" They froze when he said that.

The Northerns are the rebels comprising 10 per cent of the Northern most part of Detinu, their island kingdom. They are the people who, after 30 years marriage, cannot accept the current queen, Ellisabeth Marie Harrington- Detinu, surgeon extraordinaire because she's not a pure blooded Detinuin, and having Elizabeth as the princess, will make her queen someday, therefore they keep on making unprecedented attacks in attempt to capture her but it's never been as worse as being told to evacuate.

"Evacuate Elizabeth. You already know what to do" Her father told the Major making Elizabeth's eyes widen.

"Dad no! I'm not leaving you and mom!" she exclaimed

"It is for yours and the kingdom's sake, you have to go. We'll be fine" he whispered while hugging his beloved daughter.

"Thatcher is right Elizabeth. You need to go. Please" her mother pleaded with her.

"Here. Take this. So you'll never forget that you're a Princess, no matter what happens" her mother said while putting a necklace in her neck before hugging her.

"You only trust Major Morgan alright? And be careful. Now go" her father declared before Major Morgan dragged her away.

"Where are we going?" she asked the man

"You'll know soon, but first things first, Princess, we need to keep you safe" he said ushering her in to the helicopter. Seeing her beloved kingdom fade away below her makes her feel pain. And having her parents left behind in the place that used to be her safe haven, her home, intensifies the pain even more that she could feel is the tightening of her chest due to an unrecognized pain making her want to cry, but she knows that when she does, they win and so she put on a brave façade, and tried so hard to keep the tears from streaming wildly down her delicate natured face.