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Blagun looked at Jenna once more and then to Elena. "He wasn't just the king of Bulgaria Elena, He was your father."

"... What?"

"I can see this may come as a shock to you but it is true."

"I don't understand. My father… the one who claimed I was a mistake and didn't want anything to do with me is now a king… well a dead king… I bet he wished he knew me now…"

"Elena!" Jenna scolded.

"No, it is alright Jenna. She is upset and she has every right to be."

Elena looked at him and then said "Don't you dare start talking about me like I am not here."

"Sorry dear. You have every right to be mad and I understand how hard this can be. How about this… I have a place I am staying here for the week. Why don't you come over tomorrow after your classes and we can talk more. I promise I will answer all of your questions."

"I am not making any promises."

"I guess that is all I can get right now" He hung his head and then kissed Jenna on the cheek before tilting his hat and walking out the door.

Elena just looked at Jenna with a hated glare. "Why didn't you tell me? Why didn't you ever think to tell me that my father was a king? That he lived in Bulgaria instead of being here and hating me…"

Jenna didn't respond. She simply opened her mouth like a drowning fish. She really couldn't say anything. She thought it right at the time but now it made her seem like a horrible aunt.

Elena sighed at her aunt's quietness and stormed up the stairs into her room. What was she going to do? She didn't know what she was going to do. She pressed her face into the pillow and let out a tiny scream. She was going to go meet with the Blagun guy and she was going to tell him exactly how she felt.

When Elena walked over to the address she had been given she was shocked. It wasn't like any normal house she had ever seen. It looked more like a mini white house. There was a large gate in front of her keeping her from entering so she pressed the call button.

"School tours are on Saturday, young lady."

Elena rolled her eyes. She wasn't there for a tour. She just wanted to say what she had to say and get out. "I'm here for a meeting with my…" She paused. She didn't know if she was actually related to him or how to even call him. "With Blagun" she confirmed.

"Name?" the voice asked her.

"Elena Gilbert"

"Oh. Please come to the front door."

"Thank you very much." She watched as the large silver gate opened to let her inside and then she quickly walked in before it closed on her.

Right when she was about to knock the door opened for her. "Welcome Miss Gilbert. Please… right this way." They led her into the main room with three large couches. Then door man left her there and soon enough she saw Blagun coming down a long flight of stairs.

Elena stood to greet him.

"Nice to see you again Elena."

"Yea." She mumbled softly. She wasn't excited to be talking to him again but at least she would be able to get her questions answered.

They shook hands and sat down again.

"As you know Elena this news is big. I don't want to rush and confuse you. So I will start at the beginning if that is alright."

Elena nodded.

"Elena have you ever heard of Grayson Simeon Sakskoburggotski Gerard Petrova?

"No."

"He was crowned king of Bulgaria."

"Hm…" Elena was distracted and wasn't really paying attention. She didn't believe any of this. "What about him?" She didn't need more history. It was her worst subject in school.

"Grayson Simeon Sakskoburggotski Gerard Petrova was your father."

Elena looked up to the man and sighed before speaking. "You're serious aren't you?"

"I never tell a lie Elena."

"You have to be lying… No, it can't be true. If my father was king then that would make me a…" she trailed off not believing that it could be true.

"Exactly. You're not just Elena Gilbert. You are Elena Flemming Gilbert Petrova…Princess of Bulgaria."

"Me… a princess?" She let the shock fill her for a moment before looking to him confused. "Why on earth would you pick me to be your princess?"

"Since your father died you are the natural heir to the throne."

Yea. That made sense. Elena thought to herself.

"… You can rule."

"No, no oh no. I can't rule anything. I can't even keep plants alive there is no way I could rule a country."

"Elena, I had other expectations also. In my wildest dreams...I never expected this to happen. But you are the IegaI heir the only heir to the Bulgarian throne...and we will accept the challenge of helping you become the princess that you are." He paused and looked around the room and then back to her.

"Oh, I can give you books. You wiII study Ianguages, history, art, political science. I can teach you to walk, talk, sit, stand, eat, and dress like a princess. In given time I think you'll find the palace in Bulgaria a very pleasant place to live."

"Live in Bulgaria?"

"It is a beautiful Country"

"Woah…just woah. Rewind and pause." Her hand was on her head. She was dizzy from the overload of information. "I am not a princess! I can't just pick up and move to a new country and then rule it… I have friends and I have school too... Prom is coming up soon."

"When is prom Elena?" He asked her calmly.

"Next weekend."

"I can assure you dear you won't miss your prom." He cooed.

Elena couldn't help but smile at that. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad after all. "Could my friends come with me?"

"No. I am sorry but they may visit as often as you like. I will even pay for their plane fare"

Elena nodded softly as she looked away from him. Not even twenty four hours ago she was wishing her life was different and now suddenly a king died and she was getting a chance to change her life, to change the world.

"I don't know what to think right now…" she admitted to him quietly.

"That is quite alright dear. You can keep asking me questions. Ask me anything you like."

Elena thought about the one thing that she would miss most if she left and that would be Caroline, her friends.

"Will there be other girls my age there?" she asked softly, almost afraid to ask the question.

He laughed. "Yes, of course. We aren't taking you to an all boy's school or anything Elena. There are people there of all ages."

Elena visible relaxed. She didn't know what other countries were like but at least now she knew she could try it.

"Don't worry so much Elena. You will have your prom at school and then after that you can come for a visit. You won't have to stay if you don't want to." Of course he wasn't telling the entire truth. They needed her more then she would ever know.

"I think I can do that…" she said with a smile. "Is… is it okay if I go home now? I have a lot to think about."

"Yes of course" He stood with the girl and held out his hand to shake hers. "Have a good night Miss Gilbert."

"What?"

"It's all true Caroline… I am a princess."

"No fair! I wanted to be a princess. I deserve to be a princess." She crossed her arms across her chest.

"Maybe you can go in my place. You can be the new princess." Elena offered seriously.

"Nah. You can have it." Caroline giggled.

"I don't want it." Elena pouted.

"How could you now? The opportunity to do good in the world. To help others who need it. Elena, they just lost their ruler, they need someone to count and depend on… to look up to."

Caroline had never sounded smarter than in that one moment. Elena sighed. "I mean… it sounds like the adventure of a lifetime but…it won't have you."

Caroline looked over to her friend and saw the hurt in her face. She embraced her friend and hugged her tight. "You're going out of town after prom… that's all. Plus, you have my cell and my facebook. You know you can tweet me anytime…."

Elena rolled her eyes but there was truth behind her friends ramble. There were a million ways to get a hold of Caroline. If Elena took her laptop they would be able to communicate via webcam chat.

Elena smiled. "Maybe this won't be so bad after all."