A/N: Hi! First of all, I'm so grateful for each and every review, follow and fav (and for the love of my "Head or Heart" fic). It really means a lot.

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Now, this chapter originally didn't have this brief look into how Jasper got his new job after leaving his love and his old job behind the gates of the palace, but after reading your comments, I realized that it should. So, don't hesitate to write your opinions, they help to make the story and the characters more profound.

* * * * * JASPER * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Some days are more insufferable than others since Jasper left the palace, all of them were.

Without the royal family in his life, he had nothing to keep up with, no drama, no rush, and no mysteries. Sure, there were still some articles about their scandals and intrigues in the newspaper, but that could never compare to witnessing them first hand, to be on the inside.

Without Liam and Mr. Hill he had no friends to talk to.

Without Eleanor in his life, he had no one to protect, no one to make an effort for, no reason to leave the bed in the morning.

He tried to keep track of her, but she's been very silent on the social media. There have been some tweets now and then, but Jasper could swear that it was more likely Rachel who wrote them, and not her. They lacked...well, the whole Eleanorness.

The last picture she posted on her Instagram was almost four weeks old, which was highly unusual for her, and it was a picture of a book, which was even more unusual. He was a bit worried about her.

If Jasper wasn't running low on funds, he'd be probably still drowning himself in his sorrow and bottles of cheap liquor while binge-watching anything, just to keep his mind occupied.

He really needed to do something; his life was lacking purpose once again. He didn't want to go back to the life he used to lead but had no idea what to do next.

That changed when he ended up sitting at a casino, drinking like there's no tomorrow to take advantage of the happy hour, and saw the "security wanted" sign at the bar.

"You're hiring?" he asked, as he pushed the empty glass towards the man standing in front of him.

"It depends… you think you're qualified enough? " answered the guy behind the counter, while pouring him another drink.

Jasper could sense the tone of incredulity, and realized, that this guy must see him just as a drunk, so he fished in his pocket for his phone.

"I would say so," Jasper said, as he held it in front of his face.

The bartender just whistled and his eyes widened. "If this isn't photoshopped, I'd say the job is yours."

Jasper took a long look at the screen and although he felt pretty numb already, his chest got very heavy within a second, he ignored the questions from the curious bartender, just stared blankly at the picture of him standing behind Her Royal Highness Princess Eleanor… his Eleanor.

* * * * * ELEANOR * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

"Running away from the princess, bodyguard?"

Every fiber of her body was on fire. She didn't know how she pulled off to speak so confidently.

He turned around shocked, and when his eyes met hers she saw how terrified he was.

He looked at the ground and when he looked back; his eyes were empty and cold.

"Yeah, I heard she can be a real bitch sometimes," he tried to sound aloof, but there was an obvious presence of hurt in his tone.

She understood now, that whenever he used this mean, controlling tone, he was actually the most insecure.

"Very funny, Jasper."

"What are you doing here?"

" I guess I could ask you the same question. Why are you still in London?"

" I needed some money.."

"Oh stop it, you know, Liam maybe bought it, but you won't fool me. I know you had enough money to leave."

"Something just keeps me here. I've tried to leave but…and besides you told me to leave the palace, not the country."

What was she even doing? Why were they arguing? Oh god, she was screwing it up already.

She just wanted to skip forward to a part where she could jump into his arms. She's missed him so much, more than she was even able to admit to herself.

"I think you should go."

"You don't order me around I order you around, remember?"

"Not anymore princess, not anymore."

She was hoping he couldn't see how she tried her best to avoid the tears.

Little did she know, he was trying to do the same.

The silence was growing louder with each second.

What do people in those pathetic movies always say?

I miss you? No, I'm not that weak.

And of course, If I said the old cheesy I love you and gave us yet another chance right away, I'd be the biggest fool there ever was.

Or maybe, I need you? Sure, that could make "our pain fade away"... but as if I was ever going to admit it.

Urgh, why is it so hard to say one of these three bloody words? Or anything at all, at this point?

I should have thought this through.

"I have to go back to work, if you excuse me, Your Highness."

Oh, quick Len, say anything, she thought.

"Did you miss me, Jasper?" Eleanor blurted out without thinking.

He stopped, exhaled and when he turned around, his eyes stabbed her like a knife.

"What the hell Eleanor, why are you doing this to me? Why are you here?" He practically yelled at her at this point.

"Just answer my question."

"Well, that's a very fucking stupid question, and you know the answer already, why are you here?" Jasper said, sounding even more frustrated.

Eleanor stood there speechless, after a while, she replied: "Maybe, I just wanted to see you."

He scoffed angrily after hearing his own words from her and Eleanor's smirk faded.

"Look, if you need some closure or whatever...I"-

Eleanor interrupted him: "No," she mumbled, unable to look at him.

She squeezed her eyes shut and continued.

"Look, I know that I was the one who told you to go, I knew you were trying, but you hurt me and betrayed me, left a hole inside of me… and I thought that if you leave it will get better, but it only keeps growing. I guess it was just easier to blame all my problems on you. I don't even know why I am telling you this… This was a bad idea."

"Do you know how fucking miserable that makes me feel? How I hate myself for doing that to you? My life was a frickin' black hole and you were the only light, and I blew it. I am used to living this empty life full of regrets. But I lie awake at nights knowing, that you are hurting because of the damage that I've done… and I cannot make it right. Because no amount of apologies will fix that and it's making me crazy.

"If you really mean that, why don't you –"

"Frost! The door flew open. "What the hell do you think you are doing here? There's a fight at table 7, and you are here chatting with some girl? I want to see your arse back in there now, otherwise, you are fired!"

"Well, not just any girl." Eleanor turned around. "Do you even know who you are talking to?"

"Your Highness… I'm so sorry. I "

"Enough, Mr. Frost isn't going anywhere, or… in fact he is. Consider him gone, he's quitting. That's it, off you go."

Eleanor gestured with her hand and the man just nodded and disappeared.

"What the hell Eleanor? What the fuck you think you are doing?"

"I'm an effing princess and as far as I am concerned I can do pretty much anything I please. You are going with me now! I decided to accompany my brother to Monaco. Unfortunately, my security detail is ill, she lied. And the others are incompetent, so consider yourself rehired."

"So, that's why you're here… and what if I say no?"

This was something Eleanor didn't see coming.

"Why would you possibly say that?"

"Simply, because I don't want to stand behind your door, while you fuck some random jerks from Monaco."

"You are impossible, screw you, Jasper!" She yelled at him angrily.

She took out her phone.

"James? I'm behind the casino, pick me up."

"I thought you said that he was sick."

"And I thought you said that you felt miserable for hurting me, but that was a lie as well, right?"

"Len, don't –"

The car came, Mr. Hill got out and opened the door for her.

Jasper couldn't let her leave like this. He jumped into the car, leaving Eleanor surprised.

"Why did you make that story up? Did you want me to go to Monaco with you, and punish me by messing around with other people in front of me?"

"Are you really that stupid? Of course not!"

"Then why?"

"Because" She blurted out and immediately regretted it.

A huge grin appeared on his face.

"Stop with that arrogant, smug, look on your face, you know how I hate it."

"So, the princess missed me as well, huh?

His confidence was back.

Eleanor packed the sexiest underwear she had and wore a low cut black blouse and a leather mini skirt that was hardly covering anything. She made some touches on her makeup, sprayed herself with his favorite perfume, and hoped he wouldn't see that she's trying too hard.

When she got out of the palace he was leaning on the car, chewing on a gum. She knew he was checking her out, and thought mission accomplished.

"Stop drooling, bodyguard. We have a plane to catch."

A/N: Thanks for reading chapter two! (there are parts I'm not exactly happy with, but I just left it as it is, hah) But, let me tell you... the next chapter is going to be very exciting. Can't wait to share it with you.

What do you think of Jaspenor's reunion and this chapter? Also, how do you like the new season of The Royals so far?

And of course, in case you have any questions for me, I will gladly answer them! :)