The crickets are on their coffee break. I miss them already.

Soycaliente: (I probably spelt it wrong) I know what your name means! And I'm not telling if Kitten is the princess. But you will find out in this chapter.

StarRaeQT: Maybe...

strodgfrgf: Tank ya.

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Breakfast that morning was chaos. Absolutely chaos. But it was absolutely normal chaos because isn't breakfast at Titans tower always chaotic?

"Uh, just cereal, dude," Logan said to Moddy as he escorted the green elf downstairs into the dinning room. Moddy paused.

"Cereal? That is for poor people," he said, snootily. "The royal house of England wouldn't be caught dead with it in the house."

"But when you said 'Cheerio' last night, I thought you meant you have Cheerios in the house," Logan said, rubbing his head in confusion.

"Pardon?" asked Moddy.

"Never mind."

"Pardon?" asked Moddy again.

"Geez, English people are dumb," Logan whispered to himself. (A.N. I HAVE NOTHING AGAINST ENGLISH PEOPLE. SOME OF MY CLOSEST FRIENDS AND FAMILY MEMBERS ARE ENGLISH!) Just then, Kori walked in yawning, followed by Ella, who was currently engrossed in a book. (A.N. Duh)

"Good morning!" Kori said happily sitting down at the big wooden table.

"What's so good about it?" Ella asked monotonously, seating herself across from Kori.

"We're all going to decompose soon anyways."

"What nice visions," Richard said, walking in the doorway.

"Your royal highness! Please take a seat," Moddy said, pushing Logan out of his chair and onto the ground as he showcased the seat to the bewildered prince.

"Um, that's okay, he can sit there," Richard said, taking the seat beside as Logan pulled himself back into the expensive chairs.

"What about Te-I mean, uh, Tania?" Kori quickly corrected herself.

"Right here!" Tania called as she walked in the doorway.

"What would you like for breakfast, miss?" Moddy asked Tania.

"Do you have any Cheerios?" she asked.

"Cereal? That is for poor people," he said, snootily. "The royal house of England wouldn't be caught dead with it in the house."

"But when you said 'Cheerio' last night, I thought you meant you have Cheerios in the house," Tania said, rubbing her head in confusion.

"De-ja-vo-much?" Logan asked himself.

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"Whatcha drawing?" asked Tania as she spotted Kori on the seat/swing/plush/bed-thing underneath the huge green apple tree in the huge royal yards on her way back inside. Kori looked up.

"Oh, it's just a picture," she said quickly, hiding her work from Tania's view. Tania saw it anyway.

"A really good picture," she breathed. It was the view of the palace from where Kori sat, water paints resting beside her knee. It was really quite good. "Can I join you?" Tania asked. Kori nodded and in response, Tania took a seat. She peered at Kori's picture again. Kori was adding another tree to the picture, drawing the exact way the light hit it, just like the others.

"I wish I could draw like you," Tania pouted. Kori laughed.

"Tania, you are too much."

"Wow," came another voice. Kori looked up. It was Sean!

"Hi," she said, the words coming out in a blur. He smiled at her. Today, he was wearing casual clothes. Jeans and a t-shirt.

"You're a really good artist," he said.

"Thanks," Kori blushed. He grinned again.

"Wanna take a walk with me in the gardens later?" he asked.

"Sure!"

"Cool. See you then." He walked away.

"Oh my god! He is SO cute!" Tania said beside her. "Did you see his butt?" Her eyes became glassy. "And that accent and his smile…" she trailed off. Her eyes looked straight at Kori and lit up. "And he was SO hitting on you!"

"Yeah," Kori said. She smiled to herself as she picked up another clean sheet of paper and painted a single red heart.

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"So how are you liking London so far?" Sean asked. Kori grinned.

"Kinda boring, but I think that's just me," she said, eyes on the ground. He stopped and lifted her chin with his hand.

"I'm really glad you came," he said happily, looking into her green eyes.

"Me too," she said, still looking at the ground.

"Sean! Where's my bike?" called a familiar voice. They both turned. Another hot boy ran towards them. A blond.

"I don't know," Sean said, staring at Kori again. The blond wasn't impressed.

"Well, go and find it," he hissed. Sean glared at him and walked off. She felt the blond whisper in her ear:

"Are you alright?" That voice was so familiar. She studied him. Blond hair and bright, vibrant blue eyes just like-

"Robin?" she asked. He grinned.

"Do you like the color? My mom made me wash the black dye out," Richard explained. She nodded.

"Yeah, it looks great," she said enthusiastically.

"Let's go," he said. Kori looked confused.

"Where?" she asked puzzled.

"Into downtown London," he whispered.

"But what about-"

"Sean?" Richard sniggered. "How else was I supposed to get him away? I know where my moped is. It's waiting for us down there."

"But I still don't understand why we're going!" Kori said as Richard pulled her towards the moped. He stopped.

"You said you wanted to see London right?" He tossed her a helmet. "Let's go." Kori grinned.

"Wait," she said, "I can't fasten it under my chin." He reached out and shut the clasp for her.

"Thank you," she said, as she turned red. He smiled. She sat down behind him on the bike, started the engine and they were off.

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"I can't see," complained Kori as they tried to get a glimpse of the globe over the huge wall of tourists blocking their view. "How am I supposed to-" she was cut off as Robin picked her up and dropped her on his shoulders (A.N. Like parents do for their kids when their kids can't see.)

"Better?" he asked, holding her dangling legs. Kori wriggled around, making herself comfortable.

"Uh huh." She said. She clicked a photo. They had been touring downtown London for at least three hours now.

"Oh my god!" came a different voice. Both teens turned. Or, to be more exact, Richard turned and Kori, still perched on his shoulders was also turned. A tourist. A teenager. "It's Prince Richard! Oh my god!" All the tourists turned to look at them.

"The young prince? Where?" A bunch of reporters suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

"Ready to go?" he asked. She nodded. He let her down and they ran. Damn Paparazzi, Richard thought. What else can go wrong?

Suddenly, it began to rain.

"Quick!" Kori called as she ran, followed closely by Richard. She hopped onto the back of the bike, followed by the driver of the vehicle and they were off, bunches of paparazzi still chasing them. When they finally made it back to the palace, they were both dripping.

Richard's hair was strewn across his face, making him look feminine. Kori began to giggle.

"What?" Richard asked.

"Your hair!" she laughed. He smiled, moved his hair away from his face and drew her close to him. His icy-blue eyes stared into her warm, emerald ones. She blushed. How could she have ever liked Sean? True, he was very cute, but she loved Richard. She knew that now. And somehow, she always had known. He leaned in and gently kissed her. She didn't resist.

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Kori stood beside Ella and the other ex-titans. Her hair, this she knew as she held Ella's hand tightly for strength, hid her face, which was horribly sad. She watched Richard, who was standing solemnly beside his parents, face as still as rock. Kori and the others stood a while behind them, as they waited for Princess to make her way through the big, wooden doors. All was silent. Kori was shaking. Suddenly, the door opened and in walked the Princess, followed by servants, carrying suitcases. The Princess' long, blond hair reached down to her butt, and her light-blue eyes sparkled. The smile on her face was very familiar. Kori gasped in recognition.

"No," Richard whispered silently. He too, recognized the Princess as she made her way into the room. Now everyone who could see this girl knew who she was. Katherine, The Princess of France.

Otherwise known as everyone's favorite villain, Kitten.

Well, now it's out. You guys know who the princess is. Now what's gonna happen next?

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