One of Eleanor's private jets was waiting for them outside. Jasper took her luggage as he led the way. She had been told to pack clothing prepared for warm weather and a few bikini's. He refused to tell her exactly where they were going, but she liked the idea of not knowing. As the Princess, she was usually in charge and not surprised very often.

It had only been 4 days since they had visited the hospital but James had shown immense improvement. He was taken off the ventilator and was able to speak again in short segments.

Eleanor felt uncertain leaving everyone behind. There essentially wasn't a day that passed recently that wasn't filled with turmoil. But Jasper wouldn't let her decide otherwise, and Liam encouraged for them to go on vacation as well.

They entered the jet. It looked twice as big from the inside as it did outside. There was a full kitchen, bar, 2 beds, at least 10 mini couches covered in red fabric, a dinner sized table, a bathroom, and 2 huge HD TV's. The inside was lined with metallic red paint contrasted by the black color of the rest of the interior. Jasper was visibly astonished.

"Have you never been inside a plane before, bodyguard?" Eleanor teased as she casually took a seat on one of the chairs.

"This jet is so you," he replied looking around with his mouth slightly open.

"Perhaps because this jet is so mine."

"Hello your highness," a voice behind them suddenly spoke. "My name is Craig, I will be your captain today. Bob will be my co-pilot. And this is Daniel." He referenced to the younger man standing next to him. "He will be assisting you with anything you may need during the duration of our flight."

"Hi Daniel," Eleanor lightly blushed glancing at Jasper who looked intimidating.

"We are looking at approximately a 21 hour flight this morning."

Eleanor's jaw dropped. "Okay, where the hell could we possibly be going?"

"I'm sorry your highness, I was asked for confidentiality by Mr. Frost."

"Fine. Thank you Craig.. Daniel I would love a glass of champagne."

"It's 10 A.M., Eleanor," Jasper interjected.

"I suppose I will wait a bit then." She straightened up in her seat.

The jet smoothly took off and they were above the clouds within minutes. Jasper gaped outside of the window as Eleanor carelessly scrolled through her phone.

"So who's this Daniel kid?" Jasper asked not breaking his stare out of the window.

"He's my flight attendant."

"He didn't seem like just a flight attendant to you."

"Jesus Jasper don't start getting jealous on me already. We've been on this bloody trip for nearly 20 minutes. Yes, there have been quite a few lonely trips I've had to travel myself and he was there to accompany me," she responded not looking away from her phone.

He rolled his eyes and decided to not make an argument out of this one.

4 hours into the flight Eleanor popped open a bottle of champagne. She poured herself and Jasper a glass. He hesitatingly took the flute from her hand that she offered him.

"To us," she simply said before guzzling half of the glass.

"Just because we are on vacation doesn't give you a pass to get absolutely wasted around me. In fact I was hoping for the opposite." He pensively stared into her eyes.

"Calm down bodyguard. I'm simply celebrating a week away from that pathetic excuse of a palace," she rolled her eyes taking another sip. "And besides.. if anything, you prevent me from going over board and losing my shit. You just might make me happy."

Jasper smirked as she slammed her glass down on the table.

"Don't take that straight to your head," Eleanor instantly regretted being so straightforward and vulnerable with him. She cautiously looked back up at him.

"To us." Jasper raised his glass with a much more delicate expression on his face.

Daniel walked over to their mini table with his hands folded. He was wearing white gloves with a light blue suit. He had sandy blonde hair that swept across his forehead and green eyes.

"Pardon me for interrupting," he softly spoke. "We will be serving dinner within the next couple of hours. Will it be charbroiled salmon over rice pilaf and brocolini, or filet mingon served medium rare with mashed potatoes and asparagus?"

"Salmon for me," Eleanor instantly chimed in raising her glass. She glanced across the table at Jasper who was unintentionally glaring at Daniel. She slammed on his foot from under the table.

His eyes widened. "Ouch- um. Sure, salmon as well," Jasper replied refocusing his gaze onto his champagne flute.

"I don't like him," he spoke under his breath as Daniel walked away.

"Well I don't like Samantha, Brittany, my mother, the list goes on.. Just shut up already."

Eleanor without a doubt shut him up as he cleared his throat and finished his glass.

They had been flying for 12 hours and grew tired after finishing two champagne bottles together. Jasper laid on one of the beds on his back with his arm covering his face. Eleanor closed the curtains behind them and slowly took her top off exposing a black push up bra.

"Have you ever been a part of the mile high club, Jasper?"she seductively spoke as she began to inch the sides of her skinny jeans off of her hips.

"No." Jasper quickly responded without thought, hypnotized by the view in front of him. He slid up against the pillows and continued watching her.

"Well that's a shame," Eleanor whispered as she threw her panties his way, standing stark naked in front of him.

He remained speechless as she hovered on top of his body. He was still fully clothed and decided to reach to unbutton his shirt.

"Ah, ah." Eleanor put her hand on his stopping him. "Let me do it."

She nibbled his earlobe and licked the length of his neck as he let out a light moan. He tried to grab onto her thighs but she slapped his hand away.

Eleanor continued to tease him finally taking his shirt off. She looked over at a glass of water on the side table. She took a sip catching a couple ice cubes in her mouth. After swallowing the water she slid the ice cubes to the forefront of her mouth and delicately traced them along his abs.

Jasper's body clenched up as goose bumps formed along his torso. He breathed heavily as she slid her tongue below his belly button. She undid his pants and slid his boxer's down while crunching the remainder of ice in her mouth.

"What're you doin- oh my God," Jasper couldn't hold back a loud groan as she covered her mouth around the length of his erection.

The contrasting natural warmth of her mouth to the frigidness of the ice formed the perfect combination. He had never felt anything like this in his life. Jasper could barely move his body as he laid there paralyzed in pleasure.. a complete victim to her seduction.

Eleanor stopped what she was doing and looked up at him with a taunting smile.

"Get over here," he growled at her vigorously grabbing onto her hips and throwing her onto her back.

"We should be landing in about 20 minutes, your highness," the speaker boomed over the bedroom waking them both up at the same time. They were still naked and Jasper looked around in a panic for his briefs. As he shifted through the sheets looking for them Eleanor threw them at his face.

"Get dressed handsome. I'm excited to see where you have taken me," she smirked at him slipping her jeans back on.

The jet descended and had a smooth landing. Eleanor looked out the window. It looked like they had landed in some sort of a tropical forest. Through the trees she saw the most beautiful, florescent blue ocean she had ever seen.

"Welcome to Fiji baby," Jasper whispered kissing the back of her head as he buttoned his shirt.

A grin spread across Eleanor's face. "How did you know?"

"Honestly? James mentioned to me that you had never been to Fiji during your fit in the penthouse." He couldn't fight back a smile as she scowled at him.

With the help of the crew on board Jasper led Eleanor toward a private resort located on the Matangi Island. The sun was setting across the sea, with vivid purple and pink hues expanding across the sky. They approached a wood and straw hut that set on the beach, just feet away from the ocean's tide.

"This looks like something out of that Disney movie.. The Jungle Book," Eleanor gaped up at the hut. Jasper snickered at her amazement.

The hut was surrounded by vibrant green foliage and plants. A large hammock that could probably hold four people stretched across two palm trees next to it. Tiki lamps were lit up on either side of the scene. Eleanor had visited many locations and resorts in her life, but this was like nothing she had ever experienced.

"Oh, look, there are sea turtles!" she exclaimed jumping up and down grabbing onto Jasper's hand. He smiled grabbing her from behind and kissed her on the neck.

Coming from Las Vegas, he himself had never seen anything even remotely as beautiful as this location. But nothing was more beautiful than seeing how happy Eleanor was in this state of excitement.

Eleanor's crew from the jet set down the rest of their luggage and said their goodbyes.

"Are you ready?" Jasper asked grinning holding the key to their place in his hand. She jumped wrapping her legs around his waist and grabbed the key from his hand. He held her from underneath her bottom as she leaned toward the door opening it.

The room was almost as gorgeous as the view outside. The furniture was hued in beige and brown colors. There were intricate carvings of different symbols along the pillars. The master bed canopy draped curtains around the parameter. Indoor plants filled every corner of each room. Large windows hung open spreading a cool wind throughout the hut.

Eleanor squealed jumping from his arms as she ran around the place like a child. Jasper chased after her and tackled her onto the bed. He laid on top of her laughing like he hadn't in years. She gazed into his eyes as they both slowed down their laughter.

"I can't believe you would plan all of this for me," she softly spoke running her hands through his hair.

"Anything for you, Princess," he whispered against her lips lightly kissing her. "Let's shower and get to bed. I have a lot planned for us tomorrow."

The room was dark and moist. There was very little light, but enough to see. Flashlights lit up certain areas illuminating wooden stairs and cardboard boxes.

"Liam!" someone shouted, echoing throughout the room. Within seconds a man emerged from the dark. He had a goatee and glowing evil eyes. He was also holding a gun pointed directly at the Prince.

A shot was fired, and Agent Hill jumped in front of the bullet shielding it from Liam. He instantly fell to the ground as the Princess screamed.

Desperately fumbling for his gun, his hand withdrew the pistol and shot the bearded man a few times in the head watching the life get instantly taken from him.

Jasper sat erect in the bed covered in a light puddle of sweat. He looked around the suite and was quickly reminded of where he was. The wind was blowing at a steady pace past the bedroom which cooled him off. He looked down at Eleanor who was sound asleep next to him.

Quietly exiting the bed not to wake her, Jasper put on a t-shirt and walked outside. He looked at his watch which read 3:12 A.M. He sat on the edge of the deck which grazed just above the sand. Putting his head in his hands, he replayed the nightmare over and over again in his mind. Jasper had this dream every night since he killed the leader of Domino.

He waited on the deck as thoughts and different scenario's of the dream ran through his mind. He sat there until the sun began to come up far off in the distance above the ocean. He pensively stared out across the water watching the colors change in the sky.

"Jasper?" he heard Eleanor's raspy voice making him lightly jump. "Are you okay?"

She sat down next to him and observed his face. He didn't reply a word as she tightened the robe around her waist.

"Why are you out here?" Eleanor could easily read the pain that was written across his face but she didn't understand why. They had just arrived in one of the most beautiful locations on Earth just last night.

After another few moments of silence she shared his gaze out over the ocean. The sun was making an appearance as the outline of birds flew across the water.

"Jet lag," Jasper simply replied clenching his jaw.

A few hours went by and Eleanor had decided to give him his space. Jasper didn't move from his spot on the deck and didn't speak much at all. She walked into the bathroom stepping into the shower. The water fell from spouts on the ceiling. It felt like a light rain was falling over her. The Princess was still in amazement of how damn cool this place was.

After showering she put on a basic black string bikini and covered it with a see through halter dress. She blew dry her hair into wavy curls and put on pink eye shadow to contrast her dark eyeliner.

Emerging from the bathroom she could smell breakfast cooking. Looking outside the suite she saw Jasper setting up one of the outdoor tables with plates and silverware.

"Can I help you with anything?" Eleanor asked opening up the sliding glass door.

"No." Jasper looked over at her with a much softer expression than earlier. "You look stunning as always."

They ate pancakes and eggs along with an assortment of fruit that Jasper had prepared for them. Eleanor couldn't keep his eyes off of him, still wondering what was or had been on his mind. He looked as though he was fighting off certain thoughts in his head. He kept his eyes on the ocean.

Although Eleanor usually loved to challenge him, she felt it was best to leave it alone and try to keep whatever was on his mind on something else.

"So what do we have planned for today, bodyguard?"

Jasper finally turned his gaze back onto her, his eyes diminishing a darker hue.

After finishing their mostly silent breakfast they headed out to a taxi that was waiting for them. They drove along the island through the stunning tropical setting. Joining a group of tourists, they were instructed that they would be going on a hike to one of the largest waterfalls on the island.

Eleanor felt her inner child jumping up and down. She grabbed onto Jasper's hand and kissed it giving him a huge smile. He smiled back at her mentally coming back to Earth again.

The hike lasted for a couple miles but it was worth the trek. No one recognized Eleanor which was extremely refreshing for her. At the most, some asked where in the UK she was from recognizing her accent.

Toward the top of the mountain Eleanor grew tired and hopped onto Jasper's back grabbing around his neck.

"Jesus Princess, you could have given me some warning," he growled grabbing onto her thighs.

A few people looked over at her.

"Ha! I love when you call me the Princess," she awkwardly laughed before lightly smacking him on the chest from behind.

After another 30 minutes they finally reached the colossal waterfall. There were various entry spots to jump off from. Several tourists were already in the pools, laughing and swimming around.

Jasper set her down off his back stretching his neck.

"Alright you get me on the way down." He hung his arms around the back of her shoulders weighing down on her, making her giggle.

Wanting to go to the highest peak of the waterfall, they climbed all the way up the side. Holding onto each other's hand they gave one final look before jumping into the water together.

Resurfacing above the water, Eleanor gasped for air. She watched as Jasper followed close behind her swishing his wet hair to the side.

"That may or may not have been the most exhilarating experience of my life," Eleanor beamed while swimming in place.

Jasper grinned grabbing onto her hips and bringing her in closer. They passionately kissed, not caring who was around to see them. This was their moment.

Returning to the hut later that evening, Eleanor and Jasper laid on the bed checking their phones. Eleanor had a surplus of missed calls and text messages but she only scrolled through the important ones. Luckily nothing had blown up at the palace, no one had died, and her brother wasn't kidnapped at the moment. Satisfied, she threw her phone back to the side.

Eleanor switched off the lamp and rolled onto her side embracing Jasper from behind. She delicately kissed him on the back before telling him she loved him. She quickly fell asleep.

The clock read 2:07 A.M. Eleanor's eyes jolted open to the sound of Jasper grunting in his sleep. He was still mostly in her arms and was thrashing back and forth. His skin had a light mist of sweat all along his arms and back. She slowly let him out of her grip sliding away.

"No- no.." he whispered under his breath. It was apparent that he was in some sort of a nightmare. Eleanor didn't know what to do as she watched on in concern. Jasper gave one more violent tremble before waking himself up completely out of breath.

Eleanor closed her eyes pretending to be asleep. She opened her eyes just enough so she could make out what he was doing. He placed his hand on his chest which was heaving up and down. Within a few seconds he got out of the bed and walked into the bathroom. She heard the faucet turn on for quite some time. Closing her eyes involuntarily, she fell back to sleep quickly.

Eleanor woke up the next morning in an empty bed. She could hear one of the TV's on in the other room. Opening up the curtain that separated the bedroom from the living room, she saw Jasper propped up on a chair from behind. The TV displayed some sort of an infomercial with people speaking in a different language. Jasper was fast asleep against the chair, with a glass in his hand. She picked the glass up and instantly knew what the liquid was getting a strong whiff of whiskey.

Jasper's eyes slowly fluttered open and he rubbed his face with his hands.

"What time is it?" he asked looking around the room confused.

"Around 9 I believe," she replied setting the glass down on the table next to her. "Why didn't you come back to bed last night?"

There was something about the look in his eyes that made Eleanor know she should take this subject very delicately.

Jasper closed his eyes again and leaned his head on his arm against the chair. "I couldn't sleep."

"Well maybe try to get some more rest.. in the bed. I'll make us breakfast in a little bit." Eleanor tried to give him a smile cupping his face.

"No, I can't- I don't want to," he corrected himself sitting upright and rubbing his eyes. "I'm just going to go shower."

In a scene all too similar to the morning before, they both sat in silence as they ate breakfast. However this time Jasper couldn't hide the fact that he was visibly exhausted.

"Jasper," Eleanor hesitatingly spoke. "You would tell me if something was wrong, wouldn't you?"

"Yeah.. yeah of course." He rubbed his eyes again. "I was thinking maybe we could just have a relaxed day today. Massages by the beach, get a tan.. what do you think?"

Eleanor furrowed her eyebrows knowing he was intentionally changing the subject.

"Yeah, I would love that," she spoke trying to sound as cheerful as possible.

They started the day off with a couple's massage on the beach right next to the ocean. Eleanor could have sworn she heard him snoring during his massage, but she was just happy to hear him finally getting some sleep.

After the massage they packed a bag full of sun screen, snacks, beach towels, and all of the essentials for a relaxing day on the beach. Jasper spread out their towels as close to the water as possible. Eleanor laid down soaking in the sun. Today she was wearing a hot pink string bikini, oversized black sunglasses, and her hair in a ponytail just the way Jasper liked.

The afternoon was filled with delightful conversations as Jasper slowly broke out of his mood. They spoke of their childhoods and he finally opened up about his family back in Nevada. However the conversation turned a bit dark once he spoke of his father.

"I was an only child," he spoke shielding the sun from his eyes looking toward Eleanor. "And because of that, my father had certain expectations. He would beat the living shit out of me if I didn't appease to him. My mother would watch on as he would beat me with his belt. She would look on in disapproval.. of me. She never did anything to help me except egg him on."

There was a pause as Eleanor tried to grasp onto everything he was saying.

"I've always felt unlovable. If my own parents don't love me, why would anyone else?"

Eleanor felt her heart sink. This explained so much about Jasper Frost. The mysterious, hurt, ex-conman who seemed to desire the experience of pain at times. His eyes had always told his story, but his mouth finally just told her the details.

"Well your parents are idiots," Eleanor finally spoke up. She rolled over onto her stomach so she was hovering over his face. "Because you made someone like me, probably one of the most difficult people on the planet, fall in love with you." She pecked him on the lips. ".. even though you may have screwed me over a few times."

"I never actually followed through with screwing you over, Princess. I never could."

"How about the time you went down on my mum?"

"Okay, maybe that time. But I didn't really have a choice.."

"Do you know what we're missing?" Eleanor quickly changed the subject pulling a bottle of tequila out of the bag that she had secretly stashed. "Who can have such a beautiful day on the beach without a little tequila?"

Jasper smirked at her sitting up. "Okay, I will allow it this time."

She pulled out two shot glasses, a bag of pre-cut limes, and a tiny salt shaker. He helped pour the shots and they both licked their hands before applying the salt.

"To us," Jasper toasted.

"To us." Eleanor smiled clinking the glasses together.

A few hours had passed. They were both borderline wasted by this point, but also having the time of their lives. After checking out the seashells on the shore strolling along the beach and watching several dolphins hop over the waves they laid back on their towels.

Eleanor was amused with how drunk Jasper was. She had never seen him this intoxicated. It was incredibly satisfying to see him let loose and lose touch of his darker side for just a little while.

"I'll bet you I can run to the ocean faster than you can," she slurred pointing her finger in his face. He tried to bite her finger but she quickly pulled it back.

Eleanor got up before he could reply and started sprinting toward the water. Jasper managed to catch up to her and bolted past her, just beating her by a couple of inches.

"That was an unfair start!" he shouted at her as Eleanor jumped onto his waist making him lose his balance and fall backward into the ocean.

They both howled with laughter splashing each other and playfully pushing each other around. After settling down Eleanor swam around the warm water on her back. She peered up at the endless powder blue sky. She was in true paradise.

The next thing she knew she felt Jasper scoop her up placing her into her frequent, and most favorite, position with her legs wrapped around his waist. He began deeply kissing her with salty lips from the ocean water.

By this point the sun was setting and vibrant blue, purple, and pink colors streamed across the sky. Jasper stopped kissing her and peered into her emerald eyes. The colors of the sunset reflected off of his stunning eyes that she lost herself in.

"I want to make love you to you, right here, right now," Jasper spoke above a whisper kissing her neck.

Eleanor glanced across the private beach. Not a person was in sight. And even if there was, it was next to impossible to ever reject any advances from Jasper.

Still wrapped around his waist Eleanor unlaced her bikini top and tossed it toward the shore.

Barely making it back to hut in the pitch black, Jasper and Eleanor stumbled back into their room. They were giggling like teenagers who had just avoided being caught doing something naughty. She pushed him onto his back on one of the couches. They were both still soaked from the ocean and covered in sand.

"We.. really.. should.. shower," Jasper could barely speak.

"You are so fucking wasted and I love it," Eleanor taunted him. She picked him up by his hands and led him to the rainforest of a shower.

After washing themselves off they made their way back to the bed in bathrobes. Collapsing into the extremely comfy bed, they both fell asleep before they could even say good night.

Eleanor woke up the next morning to Jasper sleeping peacefully next to her. Apparently with the level of tequila they had consumed he was able to sleep sound throughout the night. She got out of the bed and gaped at herself in the mirror. Her whole body was a light shade of red and felt like every inch of her skin was mildly on fire. Apparently they hadn't used enough sunscreen yesterday.

She made her way to the kitchen and decided to give her best attempt at making breakfast for them. Mid way through burning the toast, she saw Jasper approach the kitchen from her peripheral. He was chuckling.

"Don't you dare fucking laugh at me," she snapped opening the toaster and fanning the smoke. "I was just trying to make you breakfast you ass."

"No, I'm actually laughing at the fact that you look like a lobster."

Eleanor rolled her eyes glancing up at him. How did he not have the capability to be as sun burnt as her? Could he ever not look perfect? He was slightly burnt but not nearly in her condition. It just looked more like a tan.

"Nevada's sun can get pretty hot. I'm used to it," he answered the question in her head.

Days passed filled with several activities that neither of them had ever done. They snorkeled with exotic fish, kayaked, paddle boarded, and she even got him to go bird watching. To Eleanor's knowledge, Jasper had slept well ever since that one night. She hadn't noticed a disturbance in his sleep and she woke up to him every morning next to her.

It was the last day of their trip. Eleanor didn't realize that 10 days could go by so fast. Tomorrow afternoon they would already be boarding her private jet back to England.

"Let's make the best of our last day baby," Jasper peered into her eyes after they woke up. He kissed her on the cheek. "Go get ready. The surprises aren't over just yet."

As he spoke, Eleanor heard her iPad buzzing. It was Liam on the other end trying to Skype with her.

"Can I take this real quick?" she politely asked Jasper who was lying on the bed next to her. He nodded his head.

"Hello brother!" Eleanor greeted him per usual.

"Len! You look.. like a lobster," she heard on the other end.

Jasper burst out into laughter before she could snap back at her brother.

"Great to see you as well, now what do you want?" Eleanor sarcastically spoke fighting back a smile. "I can confidently say it hasn't been a struggle being away from you for over a week."

"Ouch," Liam spoke on the other end. "I don't believe this is proper etiquette when speaking to the future King of England."

Eleanor's jaw dropped. "What the fuck are you talking about?!"

"Mum has gone somewhat postal over the past week or so since Cyrus expressed his condition. She broke into our father's tombstone because she's bloody crazy.. needless to say, she did a DNA test and we're his children, Len. Like we've always known. And I will take over once Cyrus passes."

Eleanor threw her hand over her mouth not knowing how to respond. Jasper looked up at her visibly shocked and confused as well.

"Are- are you sure you're ready for this? You really need to make sure that you truly want this, and that this isn't just mum forcing it down-"

"Len," Liam interjected with a smirk on his face. "I promise you I know what I'm doing. I wanted to wait until you got back to tell you but I was too impatient. Please enjoy your last night there, I know it's going to be a great one."

Eleanor glanced at Jasper who had a contemplative expression on his face.

"Alright you two love birds, I'll see you tomorrow. It's almost midnight here in London. Love you sis!"

Before she could reply Liam disconnected the call.

"Bloody hell," Eleanor chucked her iPad back to the side table. "Only my thickheaded brother could nonchalantly call that he will soon be the King of England. I have so many questions.. and he didn't even tell me how James is doing."

"Baby," Jasper rolled on top of her dissipating all of her worrisome thoughts. "This is the last day we have to focus on and celebrate just you and me. Just like your brother said, we can figure all of this out tomorrow. Now go shower like I told you to, before I have to carry you in there myself."

An hour or so after getting ready they both emerged from the hut hand in hand. Jasper was wearing board shorts with some random pattern on it and Eleanor was in a black sequenced bikini top with black bottoms. He had told her that they would be spending the majority of their last day near the ocean.

"Hello, you must be Jasper," a man hopped on the deck extending his hand to him. He was a chubby older man with long dark hair and tan skin. "I'm Ratu."

"Nice to meet you Ratu, this is Eleanor."

For the first time in ten days, Eleanor could visibly sense that the man recognized who she was. The nervousness in his voice and uncomfortable stare gave it away.

"Hi," Eleanor shyly squeaked shaking his hand.

"Well- well let's go then!" Ratu instructed as he lunged onto the sand. He led them on a half mile trip on foot to another deserted beach. The white sand looked like it had never been stepped on. It glistened against the sun as they walked over it.

"This is where the baby sea turtles reside," he spoke with a thick accent.

"Baby sea turtles?" Eleanor squealed grabbing onto Jasper's hand.

"You betcha, your highn- Eleanor," Ratu corrected himself with his face instantly turning red. "My job is to keep them from extinction. The both of you will be helping me transfer the hatchlings from the sand to the ocean."

Ratu dug a deep hole into a part of the sand exposing a dozen baby turtles that were small enough to fit into the palm of a hand. Eleanor couldn't hold back as she delicately placed one into her hands. It flapped it's tiny legs around in circles. It reminded her of the cutest puppy possible.. yet in reptile form.

She could feel tears of joy forming in her eyes as she gazed at the innocent, vulnerable creature in her hands. With Ratu's instruction Jasper and Eleanor cleaned off and lead more than 3 dozen baby sea turtles toward the ocean.

The Princess had never seen anything more beautiful in her life. Watching Jasper, the usual stuck up bodyguard, become so in touch with nature was also a turn on in itself.

After saying good bye to Ratu, they walked back to the private resort. They were greeted to a table outside of the hut fully equipped with candles, food, and drinks. A staff of servers waited around the table.

"Since when did we have someone around to fix us dinner? I could have taken advantage of this a while ago," Eleanor teased.

"Go change.. I'm hungry aren't you?"

"I could eat." Eleanor strutted back into the room. She chose a black crop top that cut off above her belly button with a matching skirt that cut off mid thigh. Black wedges accommodated her outfit with a sparkling diamond necklace that hung over her chest. She decided to just do one swipe of eyeliner since her pop of pale pink lipstick stood out on its own.

Jasper was waiting for her outside sipping on a glass of whiskey. He had on a black short sleeved button down shirt and navy blue slacks. His hair was tossed in gel across his forehead to perfection.

"Hello bodyguard," she playfully greeted him sitting down on the seat across from him. The sun had just set, and purples hues spread across the sky. Tiki torches were lit surrounding the table, illuminating Jasper's face.

"I must say.." Eleanor started as she cut a piece of carrot with her fork and knife. "This has been the best trip I've ever been on in my life. You truly know how to make me happy."

Instantly feeling vulnerable she took his glass of whiskey and took a swig. One of the servers that was surrounding the table offered her a portion of whiskey for herself. She accepted.

"Seeing you in this state of mind.. experiencing the true Eleanor that I fell in love with was far more beautiful than any location could ever show me." Jasper was visibly anxious, looking down at his plate a lot as he spoke.

"It means the world to me that you planned all of this.. for me," she spoke taking a sip of the bourbon.

A cool breeze passed by as she took in her beautiful surroundings. The servers began to clear the plates in front of them.

Jasper looked more nervous than she had ever seen him. He had a light mist of sweat covering his forehead. His gaze finally broke from the table and into her eyes. For once, Eleanor couldn't read what his eyes were trying to tell her.

He stood up from his seat slowly approaching her side.

"Len," Jasper softly spoke putting her hands into his. "Since the moment I met you, you scared the hell out of me." He broke out into a shaky grin which made her smile.

"You challenge me, you threaten me, you tease me.. you love me." His voice sounded like he was on the verge of tears. Eleanor felt her breath shorten. Anxiety hit. What is he doing? She took another gulp of whiskey.

"You taught myself to be the best man that I can be," Jasper spoke dropping to one knee. "Fuck the monarchy.. you will always be my Princess regardless. I will continue to make you the happiest woman to the best of my abilities. I will always be there to protect you, designated bodyguard or not. I promise you that."

Jasper paused opening a small case exposing the most beautiful diamond ring Eleanor had ever seen. A large black onyx stone was surrounded by platinum glistening diamonds in the form of vibrant bubbles embracing the stone.

"Marry me, Eleanor."