January 12th, 2004

Michael took Amelia's hand as she stepped out of the shower. She was slowly getting back to normal. She looked at him and smiled.

"You enjoy this don't you?" She asked. Michael nodded.

"Well, I like the view." He said wrapping a towel around her.

"Well, thanks." Amelia said as she took his hand. "You'll get another viewing tonight." Michael grinned as he led Amelia into the bedroom

"I don't want to push you. You're still healing." Michael said.

"I know." She sat down on her bed as Michael grabbed her some casual clothes off of her dresser. "I'm so ready to get everything back to normal."

"Can a princess have a normal life?" He asked.

"I suppose..." Amelia said, "Do you miss your old life?"

"No way. I love having the press follow me every where I go even in to the bathroom." Michael said helping Amelia get dressed.

"I'm serious." She said.

"Me too." Michael winked, "I love living my life with you." Amelia smiled at him. It really warmed her heart hearing that he was this happy with her. She was always worried that she wasn't giving him enough time. Charlotte knocked on her door.

"Princess and Michael, you have a visitor." She said.

"Who is it?" She asked. Charlotte opened the door.

"It's the man who hit you." She said. Amelia and Michael both went pale.

"Wh-What?" Amelia whispered.

"He really wants to talk with you." Charlotte said, "But I will make him leave if you wish."

"No No. If he has enough balls to come onto our property then I should be able to face him." Amelia said. Michael grimaced.

"I hope you don't have any balls." Michael whispered.

"Oh shut up." Amelia chuckled as they walked out of the room. Her heart pounded as she walked down the stairs. Why the hell would that man want to see them? She walked into the viewing room and saw the man. he stood up.

"Princess..." he bowed before her.

"Oh you don't have to." She extended her hand. he took it and squeezed it tightly.

"Henry Miller." He said looking at Michael, "I wanted to see you sooner, but...I just couldn't bring myself to do it."

"Why are you here, Mr. Miller?" Michael asked.

"My guilt. I can't take it any longer and I just needed to make sure you were all right. I've read all the press releases, but I needed to see for myself." Henry said. Amelia took in a deep breath.

"I almost died, Mr. Miller." Amelia said, "but now I'm okay and I'm trying to move on."

"I understand." He said.

"I understand that you have guilt, but you really don't have any right to be here." Amelia said, "I would appreciate it if you would leave. Thank you for coming by." Henry lowered his eyes.

"I am so sorry for bothering you, Princess." he said.

"Let me show you to the door." Charlotte said. Michael looked at Amelia.

"Are you all right?" He asked.

"I'm fine. I just want to forget any of this happened." with that, Amelia left the room. Michael sighed softly. her physical wounds may be almost heels but it seemed that her emotional wounds would take a while.

January 26th, 2004

Amelia was feeling a lot better as the days went on. She was better enough to go major shopping wit her mother. Genovia had a wonderful shopping district and Amelia was often photographed shopping there.

"I think I should get Lilly a present." Amelia said looking into a case of jewelry. Helen nodded.

"Whatever you want." She said. Amelia glanced at her mother.

"You're no help." She said. Helen chuckled softly.

"Well, I never am." She said. Amelia rolled her eyes.

"Help." She said.

"Okay. Okay." Helen looked into the case, "Get another charm for her charm bracelet."

"Like what?" Amelia asked.

"Well, you're entering her family when you marry Michael, so...." Helen looked through the charm, "That sisters one."

"Maybe." Amelia said. Helen rolled her eyes.

"You ask for my help and then when I offer it, you don't take it." She said. Amelia chuckled and waved the sales person over.

"Bonjour, Your highness." He said. Amelia smiled politely.

"May I see that diamond charm right there? The sisters one." She said. The man nodded and pulled it out of the case.

"Is this for Miss Lilly?" He asked. Amelia smiled with amusement. Nothing in her life was a secret now was it?

"Maybe." She said.

"All right." The man smiled and showed her the charm, "it's lovely isn't it?" Amelia nodded.

"Yeah. I like it." She said, "I think I'll get it."

"Very well. Would you like me to put it in a box for you?" he asked.

"Yes thank you." She said. Amelia turned to her mother. "There. you happy?" Helen laughed softly as she slid her arm around her daughter's shoulders.

"It's your money. You should be happy with it." She said. Amelia smiled.

"I am." She said.

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Amelia wrapped the tape around the package She hated sending things over seas. Sometimes things got so damaged. Even princesses had trouble with the postal service. She wrote Lilly's address on the front of it.

"What are you sending to my sister?" Michael asked.

"None of your bee's wax." Amelia chuckled handing him the package. "Have Charlotte put this in the mail."

"Certainly, Your highness." He said. Amelia gave him a look.

"Thank you, Prince." She said. Michael looked at her.

"Care for me to sing a little Purple Rain?" he asked.

"No!!" Amelia laughed loudly pulling him into a hug. She couldn't wait for Lilly to get her charm. The past few months either of them had been too busy to chat. Last time she talked to her best friend was when she was in her accident. She missed Lilly.

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