Chapter Fourteen
"What do you mean you haven't heard anything since you left?" Victoria whispered to Jack as they both hasten to the Queen's suite, "They haven't left either?"
"Her majesty told me that they were to be left alone so I did. Then it's now about two hours and I have no idea what to do," said Jack.
Victoria groaned as she took the handle on her hands, "Then let's hope that when I get in, neither are dead. Or much more worse, you know-"
Jack reddened to the teenager's bluntness as she knocked before getting in the room.
Victoria sighed in relief to what she saw as she peeked her head out of the door, "They're asleep. Can you please send in a cup of tea or coffee? I'll wake them up."
Jack holds the door as he asks, "Do you think it's a good idea?"
"They both skipped lunch. They need to eat." Victoria said as she closed the door.
She turned to the two and just watched them on the couch.
It must be terribly uncomfortable for their backs, she thought as she automatically got in Clarisse's bedroom and took two pillows, I'll just pretend to put these on their backs so that they'll think I have no intentions of being rude.
As she tried to move her dad carefully to put the pillow, she felt him stirring as she put the pillow.
His moving made Clarisse groan as the former Queen's hand automatically got to her back.
Wake up sleepy heads, Victoria thought as she put the pillow on Clarisse's back, You two can do a lot of that or more once you get married.
Joseph groaned as well as he opened his eyes, "Victoria?"
"Hey sleepy dad. Got a back pain?" she mumbled as she sat on the couch opposite the two and got comfortable.
Clarisse blinked a lot of times before she tried to sit up, groaning in process.
Victoria watched both adults have their own way to stretch and gain consciousness after their, probably, most comfortable and uncomfortable sleep in weeks, if not months.
They look ridiculous, Victoria thought as her eyes landed on Clarisse's finger.
There's a plain silver band around her ring finger.
One ring that she hadn't seen yesterday.
She turned to her father's fingers and saw an exact same band around his ring finger.
Victoria sighed in relief as she held her head back and closed her eyes, Finally..
Joseph saw his daughter and smiled. Wanting to thank her for what she did. And scold her for doing those things behind my back.
Victoria felt her father's gaze and mumbled, "I know I have to apologize to you because I partly lied last night, but you can't make me because I know that what I did was the right thing, dad."
"Well you could have not done that, considering that you know less things about me and Clarisse," Joseph sighed, "But thank you.."
Victoria looked at him and smiled, "I may know less but I know one thing and that's the two of you are in love."
Clarisse chuckled, "You know what Vicky, you kind of reminded me of Mia."
Victoria smiled at the former monarch as she looked at their rings, "I just now realized that aside from me reminding the former queen about their current queen, my father is a great deal minimalist."
Clarisse looked at her fingers and to Joseph, "I don't even know that he already have rings."
"Uh- It's a family heirloom," Joseph said as he looked at his ring, "It always stays at the other finger. Now I managed to transfer it."
Victoria smiled as she saw the two still snuggled to each other and thought about her and Hugo.
"I'll be back in six weeks," he said as he gave her another kiss, "And I'm not gonna leave your side again…"
One more week, she thought.
"Victoria?" her father called as she looked at him. Straightening herself on the couch.
"Yes dad?"
Joseph looked at Victoria then at Clarisse and back at her, "Even if I already have clues. I need to know how you know Isla."
Victoria raised her eyebrow as she shrugged? "Your house has thin walls."
"Aside from that." Joseph said, "Because I feel like there's something more. And I know my instincts Victoria-"
"Dad I don't want to talk about it." his daughter said as she ran a hand across her hair, "It'll darken the mood."
"I don't think anything can darken my mood."Joseph smiled as he thought about Clarisse.
Victoria was about to answer when her phone ring.
Carmen.
"Hello? Is Carlo alright?" asked Victoria.
Her best friend's voice spoke with an unmistakable nervousness, "He's fine. Tell me. If I saw something that might destroy you, would you want me to tell you or nah?"
Victoria looked at her father and breathed, "No."
"What if it's about Hugo?"
Victoria swallowed as she put her phone down and placed it on loud speaker, "Go on.."
She heard Carmen sighed as she spoke, "I saw Hugo in the hospital minutes ago and Carlo swore that the son of a bitch is making out with the nurse who's supposed to take care of him."
"Are you sure that's him?" Victoria asked as she tried to blink away tears that started to form around her eyes, "He's still on his seven-week trip to Italy."
"He greeted me when I got in to the nurse's office. I'm sure nobody calls me Men except for him." Carmen said as Victoria clenched her fist.
"And how about the 'making-out with the nurse part? Please tell me you're joking Carmen Rebecca Mary R. Rods because if you are, I swear to all the gods I know, I'm on loud speaker while my papá and my futura madrasta are 2 feet away from me." Victoria said as she looked at the clock.
When she got no response, Victoria closed her eyes and asked, "Did he left?"
Still no response.
Victoria opened her eyes and answered on a bored tone, "If you ever saw him around, tell him that I want some souvenirs from Italy. And if you saw the nurse, tell her that being a third-party sucks."
"Victoria I'm-"
"Also, make sure that Carlo will be fine within the next two days. Three days from now I might pull some strings so that he'll get a new nurse." Victoria said as she took the phone and continued, "We can't that maliciously rude old hag taking care of him for the next thirteen days."
And with that she hung up the call and threw her phone inside her bag.
Joseph and Clarisse looked at her with a mixture of their own confusion, sadness, frustration and slight anger as Victoria looked at their faces.
Joseph was about to open his mouth when Victoria spoke, "Tomorrow dad… I'll tell you."
"It's a pleasure working with you Ms. Morales." Arthur Mabrey smiled as he put his shoes on, "I'm very sure His Majesty, King Rupert, may he rest in peace, will be delighted that his plans continue to work even if he's six feet below the ground."
Isla smirked as she tied her hair, "You may stop calling me 'Ms. Morales', my dear Viscount. We both know it's Mrs. Gonzales."
Mabrey chuckled, shaking his head as he kissed the slut's lips, "Who would have thought that a married woman like you is such a perky troia.. I suppose your husband have no idea?"
Isla chuckled as they continued kissing, "Well dear Viscount. Let's just say it's my secret job."
A/N: another update! I can't just have this story ending that easily… I'll try to update another chapter because if I don't, some of you may get a little bit confused *and even I got confused because of a lot of names and details.* I hope you guys enjoy and please leave a review or two. I appreciate those who left theirs, believe me they made my depressing school days and thank you very much!