June 27th

It's confirmed. Not that I'm surprised. The royal physician actually seemed excited about the idea. Well at least that makes one person who is. Grandmerè on the other hand was not so cheerful about the situation.

She was really quiet at first. She just sat their starring at me through those hideous tattooed eyelids which blinked shut periodically. I think she half expected me to say 'April Fools!'

"I'm guessing irresponsible young man who got you into this predicament is that worthless boy you have been seeing for a while now?"

I refused to look her in the eye as I muttered back, "He's not worthless…"

"Ha! What kind of responsible man gets a girl pregnant when he is not married to her?"

I didn't answer. Even though I know Michael is better then that, I knew that nothing I said would sway Grandmerè's opinion.

"So what do you plan to do with it then?"

"I haven't gotten the chance to think it over yet."

"Well it looks like you are going to provide the Renaldo family with yet another disgrace." I realize that Grandmerè never approved of my mom having me out of wedlock and I knew some of that distain fell on me because of it. But I would not allow her to transfer that indignity to my child because of my mistake.

"This child will not be a disgrace! If you could just look past your old fashion rules you'd see the really worth of people like my mom."

"Regardless of what I think the people of Genovia will not approve of their future ruler having a child out of wedlock. It shows them that you are irresponsible and unfit to govern them. Even if you are unfit to govern them we must at least attempt to fool them otherwise."

"What can I do about that now?"

"You have two choices. Either you marry or you will have the child disposed of."

"Are you suggesting I have an abortion?"

"That would be preferable. It ties up all the loose ends and keeps scandals from sprouting later on."

"I can't believe you," I hissed at her. "I've always known you were an evil witch but I didn't realize you were so shallow as to suggest the death of your great-grandchild to benefit your own image!"

"I know it may sound that way to you Amelia. But you have to realize how important it is to keep the proper image for your people. Everything you do represents the Genovian populace to the world. You were born to represent Genovia to the world and that will come above all else in your life."

"So what then? I run off to Manhattan and drag Michael back here with me to get married? He has to finish college!"

"Personally if you insist on keeping the child and marrying instead, I would not suggest marrying that…boy. He has hardly proven himself worthy enough to be a royal consort based on his bad judgment in the past. There are plenty of suitable men you could marry quickly enough to convince them that it's their child. We would merely have to claim that the child is premature when it is born."

"What if I refuse to do either?" I said in hopes that she would tell me that I would be denounced from the throne and sent back to New York.

"Then I would lock you away from the public eye until the child is born and make sure that you never have personal contact with Mr. Moscovitz again."

It all seemed so surreal to me. Like one of those fairy tales where the evil step-mother does something so absolutely evil that it could never actually happen in real life. Except it had and unlike a fairy tale, I doubted this would end happily ever after. I even called my dad when I got the chance. He AGREED with her! So now I'm all alone in this. Well actually I'm not. I have a baby that is growing inside of me. It's weird thinking about it. I know it's a natural occurrence but somehow it seems like a miracle. Without even trying Michael and I have created a living being that will someday walk and talk and laugh and cry. The way thinks are looking Michael will never be able to see any of that.

My Choices:

Tell Michael about my predicament and pretty much force him to marry me and give up all he his dreams to follow me to Genovia for the rest of his life.

Marry someone else and pose the child off as theirs.

Don't get married at all and never talk to Michael ever again.

I must have done something really terrible in a past life to deserve this.

November 2nd

Well I made a choice. I may end up being a choice I regret for the rest of my life but at least no one else has to regret it. After refusing to get married or abort my baby Grandmerè sent me to live in her summer chateau in France where she is pretty much keeping me prisoner. I've been here for almost 4 months now, without a phone or internet access. I'm under constant surveillance and am only allowed to leave the grounds unless accompanied by three body guards. Grandmerè set up this complex plan to keep the media from noticing my absence by saying that I would be pursuing independent studies for the next year and therefore would not be actively present at the palace. That gave me enough time to have the baby and work off some of the pregnancy weight that I gained Grandmerè told me. It also gives me some time to spend with the baby before I have to return to the political life. I went to the physician Grandmerè sent here with me yesterday and had an ultrasound done. I'm having a boy! A little boy who will have his father's black hair and brown eyes. I wonder what Michael is doing. He was supposed to come visit me in Genovia a couple months ago. I wonder what Grandmerè told him to get him to leave? I'm sure it was something that made him hate me enough to never come back. The thought of his hating me because of something Grandmerè told him makes me want to cry. I would give anything to have him here with me so that he could feel our baby kick, or see the ultrasound and hear our baby's heart beating. I wonder what this would be like if I wasn't the princess and heir to Genovia?

That gives me an idea…