Chapter 2
Mia's P.O.V.
"Dad is there anything?" I asked as I walked into a big ballroom. There I saw my mom there. I was so surprised to find my mom there because I knew that she's angry of my father for leaving us for 5 years.
"Mom?"
"Yes Mia. I was asked by your father to come here," in a moody look.
"Oh okay. So dad what's up?"
"Emm... Mia there's something I and your mother would like to tell you," he said
I felt something's wrong right now. But I kept quiet and waited patiently for my father to continue.
"Mia….."
"Yes?"
"Do you know where Genovia is?"
"Yes," I answered in a curious tone.
"Mia, you are the heir of the throne"
I was speechless but I managed to speak out. "So that means I am a princess and you are the king?"
"Not exactly that right. I'm still called a prince. But you are a princess for sure," said my dad. My mom dropped her jaw.
"All along you didn't tell me that you are a prince?"
"Well, I'm sorry but I…"
"You didn't even tell me WHEN I HAD MIA!" shouted my mom.
"Actually I didn't want to disturb you two, daughter and mother relationships but I was diagnosed with testicular cancer so I cannot have any more babies. But I have you, Mia"
"You are my only heir but you don't need to go to Genovia as I am sure that you would like to stay here with your mom."
My mom cut in and said coolly at him, "Like I would let my baby go to an unknown country alone."
My father continued without listening to my mother's remarks, "But Mia I would like you to attend princess lesson from your Grandmere."
"Who is that?" I asked.
"She's your grandmother which means she's my mother." Then a woman came in through another door across the room. She was carrying a furless poodle, wearing a fur coat and smoking a cigar. She had a good look at me and spat at my dad, "I like her. She's pretty and has your good looks too."
My mom wasn't very happy with that statement at all. She rolled her eyes but didn't comment anything. I was thinking to myself that my new Grandmere is very argumentative if not my mom would have a row with her.
"And one more thing Mia since you are a princess you'll need a personal bodyguard."
I was like so shocked. It means I'll be like Tina Hakim Baba who is my friend. She has a bodyguard, it's not that she's a princess or anything like that but her father worries his workers form the palm oil factory might kidnap her.
"Must I have one?" To tell you the truth, I don't like people following me around where ever I go.
"Yes," it wasn't dad who said it but my mom. "Mum please I don't want to be followed like Tina." But I still get the answer 'no.'
My father then clapped his hands twice in a bossy manner. A 6 feet 5 guy came through the door, which my grandmother used. My father said," His name is Lars, your new bodyguard."
"Lars this is the Princess Mia. I hope you will take care of her properly." Lars, my new bodyguard promptly replied, "Yes, sir."
I can't imagine me followed by a big size freak everywhere. Thanks dad, thanks a lot for ruining my privacy and my life.
I hope you liked it. I found it a bit crappy, as it is the first story I've ever written. I'll try to work on the next chapter soon. R&R please…
P/S: If I didn't get enough reviews. I'll stop writing this story.
