A/N : Even though the last chapter only got 5 reviews (not a complaint just an observation) I have decided to post two chapters today, because I have been working hard on this fic and I'm feeling generous!

Thanx to ndblue123, CrazyNut2002, Cassandra Anthemyst, Crazy Canuck and KrystinePotterLover for the reviews, and here is the next TWO chapters...

Disclaimer : Refer to previous chapters (because I can't be bothered to write it all again!)

Mia was stunned to hear the story that Lars had just told. She could hardly believe that his man whom she loved and trusted like one of her family had kept such a secret from her. She was not angry, not in the least but she was shocked.

Michael was also equally stunned. He and Lars had become friends years ago when Mia was just fourteen and Michael seventeen. Although he had never come out and told him, Lars knew from the beginning that Michael was in love with Mia and did everything he could to help the couple even before they had started 'going out'. This is what made Michael so shocked to realise that he did not have the same ability. Lars had known so easily that he was in love with Mia and yet Michael had been oblivious to his friends romance in New York.

Phillippe really had no opinion on Lars's story because, if he was completely honest, he had not heard half of it. Diana had not taken her gaze from her father and in the same way the young princes eyes had been locked on her. It wasn't only that she was beautiful but she seemed to radiate a strength and an attitude that he found interesting and exciting.

All the girls that Phillippe met were other royals or daughters of presidents and dukes and other important dignitaries. They wore expensive clothes by top designers and had their hair and make up done by the highest paid professionals possible and yet to Phillippe they had nowhere near the amount of beauty that Diana had as she sat there in her blue jeans, black T-shirt and worn denim jacket. She wore no make up and her dirty-blonde coloured hair fell around her face, clean but by no means tidy.

Phillippe also knew she did not share the personality or the attitude of other girls. The semi-royal, high class girls he had met were always nice to him and he knew why. They wanted to marry a future king so that one day they might be Queen of Genovia and it made him sick. Diana seemed different. She was willing to defy her mother and runaway to a completely different continent just to do what she believed was right. That was the kind of girl Phillippe wanted to marry. He wasn't sure, however that Diana would feel the same about him. It was true that most girls did, but Diana was different to most girls and that was the point. His train of thought was interrupted as his mother began to speak.

"Phillippe, would you show Diana to the Lilac room upstairs," she asked her son before turning to the girl, "Diana, you are to stay here near your father until we can contact your mother and come to some arrangement with her, okay?"

"Thankyou, your majesty" Diana stood up and half curtseyed to the Queen.

"You're welcome, my dear" Mia told her and then signalled for Phillippe to go worth her at once. He did as he was told without complaint. He had been ordered to spend time with a girl he thought he could be falling in love with. He was hardly going to turn down the opportunity, was he?!

As soon as the two young people were out of the room, Mia turned to Michael and Lars.

"Diana can stay as long as it is appropriate, we are happy to have her here, aren't we Michael?"

"Of course" her husband smiled, "Lars, you are practically family to us and through you Diana is too, but I do think we should contact her mother"

"Oh yes, Jackie must be told that Diana is safe" Lars said at once, "but it has been so long since I have spoken to her and..."

Mia wasn't sure if Lars was going to cry or not but he was certainly beyond speaking so she helped him out.

"Would you like me to call her Lars? I assume you have a number?"

Lars nodded and smiled.

"Yes, thankyou, your majesty, you are very kind. Diana assures me their telephone number has not changed"

"Very well then" Mia smiled, "I will call her immediately and let her know what is going on. I am sure when I explain she will not be angry" she said, but Lars what not so sure. He did not tell the Queen but he was almost certain that Jackie was going to be far from happy when she realised exactly what Diana had done. Running away, spending all her savings, catching a plane and coming to the Genovian palace to find him. She would definitely be far from happy, but unhappy enough to yell at royalty? Anything was possible with Jackie.

A/N : On to chapter 6.....