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Chapter7_It All Comes Crashing Down

"Princess?"

Eleanor opened her eyes, blinking a few times before she could understand where she was, and saw Jasper smiling on top of her. She heard her own throaty voice: "I hate mornings!" Jasper chuckled and moved out of her eyesight and she noticed the sun was coming up.

Jasper was stretching near their blanket and Eleanor suddenly felt like she wasn't sleepy anymore. He turned around and she quickly averted her gaze. He walked a bit closer to her and said: "We should get going. Marcus is supposed to wake everyone up in about ten minutes."

Eleanor rolled her eyes, got up and tried hard not to fall back on the blanket. She came face to face with him and before she knew it, Jasper was running his hand through her hair. She asked quietly: "What are you doing?" Jasper simply said, still focused on her hair: "I'm trying to shake all this sand out of your hair." Eleanor felt a twinge of disappointment in her heart but ignored it.

She let her hand rest on his bare chest and whispered: "Were you cold last night?" He gently cupped her cheeks with both hands and said: "Not one bit." She almost didn't believe him but shrugged and kissed him. He didn't expect the kiss but welcomed it anyway. She pulled away before things got serious and said: "Thanks."

She took a step back and pulled off his shirt and put it in his hand. She turned back to grab the blanket and didn't see him smelling the shirt and sighing. They quietly walked back to the car and as Jasper wore his shirt and got in, Eleanor stared at the sunrise.

Her heart melted when images from yesterday flashed in front of her eyes again and she made a promise to herself, right there and then. She would remember. And if it was meant to be, they would come back to the beach, and spend another night there.

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The flight back was a bit boring since everyone seemed to be falling asleep and waking up every few minutes, everyone except Jasper and Marcus. They both knew they were no longer on vacation and had to take things seriously again.

Jasper couldn't help but look her way again. Eleanor was sitting in front of Beck, who had suggested they would sit together and she'd accepted, and was currently talking to him in a low voice. Her expression was hard to read and Jasper cursed herself for not being able to read her lips.

Marcus cleared his throat and Jasper turned his head towards him quickly. He tried to ignore Marcus's looks but failed and asked: "What?" Marcus shrugged and asked calmly: "Have you seen the headlines?" He frowned asking: "What headline?"

Marcus offered Jasper his phone and his eyes widened the moment he saw the title of an article: "Princess Eleanor finds love in Monaco?!" He gulped as he scrolled down and saw their picture, kissing on the beach and another one of them kissing in the water.

He scanned the whole article nervously and noticed no one knew who he was. His identity was the biggest question asked in the article and everyone seemed curious about it. He took a deep breath and looked up to Marcus and gave him the phone silently.

He got up and headed to the bathroom without looking at anyone. As soon as he got in, he locked the door and splashed some cold water on his face. He was going to get fired. The moment they would set foot in the palace, he was going to get fired.

It was a mistake. He had to be more careful and he knew it. But everything seemed so unreal the other day and somehow he had wanted to make her feel free so he didn't even check to see if any paparazzi was there. He muttered a quiet 'fuck' and stared at his reflection in the mirror.

So many images flashed in front of his eyes reminding him of their short time together; from the very first day to a few minutes ago. He sighed thinking about how they had progressed, from bickering every minute of the day to spending a romantic night at the beach.

He felt something was closing up his throat as the thought of not seeing her filled his mind. They were going to send him away, punish him, and soon she would have another one by her side. All his unspoken fears were slowly turning into a bitter reality.

He ran a hand through his hair and tightened his tie before getting out. He was going to get kicked out of the palace, he might as well look good on his last day. He wanted her to remember him like this, all proper and handsome, before he could be taken away from her.

The walk back to his seat was harder than he had imagined but he managed to get there without a look towards her. Marcus wasn't there and he secretly appreciated it. He didn't need Marcus giving him 'What were you thinking?' looks.

His phone vibrated in his pocket and he read Eleanor's text: "What's wrong?" He was sure she was watching him so he kept a still face and typed back: "Nothing. Just tired." She sent a text saying: "Remember that shower I promised you? Better not look tired then!"

He chuckled quietly and even though he had a feeling that he wouldn't be able to make it, he replied: "How could I ever?! *wink*" He looked up and saw her grinning at her phone and felt a wave of sadness washing over him.

So many questions started running around in his mind. Would she miss him? Would she try to track him down? Would she be able to get him back to work? Would she want him to be back? Would she even care? Would she?

"You may not believe me, but I will remember today, forever."

As her words from the night before echoed in his mind, he felt some sort of peace within himself. Maybe she did care about him. Maybe he was overthinking everything. Maybe Eleanor could talk to Ted or even her father and tell them that she wanted him to stay. But it all felt too good to be true.

Marcus came back and sat down and Jasper felt like he had to say something. He cleared his throat and said quietly: "Marcus, it's… complicated." Marcus eyed him for a moment and said simply: "We had a direct order to never start a personal relationship with them and you know it."

Jasper tried to think of an excuse, to tell him that he didn't start it or didn't pursue it, but he knew it was all a big lie so he kept his mouth shut. Marcus went on: "You know what's coming, right?" Jasper nodded as the little glimpse of hope in him started dimming.

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Eleanor was fixing her make up in the bathroom when she heard a knock on the door. She heard Marcus's voice: "Your Highness, we're stepping off in a moment." Eleanor opened the door, and walked right past him.

Her eyes searched for Jasper and found him staring blankly at the empty seat in front of him. She frowned as she got closer to him and he didn't even notice her. She knew something was going on with him but she couldn't understand what was wrong.

She cleared her throat, not wanting to call his name in front of everyone, and he raised his head quickly and got up when he saw her. He buttoned his jacket and said: "Your Highness." Eleanor bit her lip slightly and said: "You need to keep me away from the cameras, Frost." She noticed how his eyes widened for a minute but then he said: "Of course, Your Highness."

Soon they were climbing down the stairs and Jasper kept his word as he easily made way for her. Her head was down and she failed to notice how he tried to keep his own head down as well. He opened the door of the limo waiting for them and got her inside and followed as well.

Eleanor rested her head against his shoulder and Jasper couldn't help but close his eyes and soak in her scent for the last time. He whispered: "Cinnamon and apples…" Eleanor asked loudly: "What?" He hesitated before saying: "You smell of cinnamon and apples, Princess." She didn't say anything, she didn't even move, she just stayed there and let a smile creep onto her face.

His whole body tensed up as he realized it might be the last time he would get to touch her, hold her, or even smell her scent. Behind his closed eyelids, he was imagining hundred different scenarios, and all of them was coming to a bad end. There was no way out.

He noticed the car had stopped moving and he opened his eyes as Eleanor started to pull away. They had finally arrived at the palace and he knew there was no turning back then. He took a deep breath, ignored Eleanor's stare, got out of the car, and offered her his hand and she happily accepted it.

There was just that one tiny moment when they had enough time to look into each other's eyes and then everything came crashing down. Things happened so fast that Eleanor somehow felt like it was all just a dream.

"Jasper Frost?" They both turned their head towards the voice and saw a few armed men standing near them. Jasper nodded his head and in a flash, two of them came behind him and pulled his hands behind his back.

Eleanor's eyes widened as the man stated: "Mr. Frost, you are under arrest. You have the right to remain silent and…" Before he could finish, Eleanor yelled: "What the hell do you think you're doing?" The man politely responded: "I am sorry, Your Highness, but this is a private matter."

She tried to run forward and attack the man but someone grabbed her from behind. She still managed to yell: "I am the princess! I'm telling you to free him, RIGHT NOW!" The man looked nervously at the person behind Eleanor and said: "I am so sorry, Your Highness, but the order is from His Majesty himself. There is nothing I can do."

Jasper had been silent the whole time and with his head down, he was accepting his fate. But the moment they started to take him away, he heard her call out his name helplessly and he couldn't stop himself. He raised his head and their eyes locked for the last time.

Her beautiful eyes were filled with unshed tears and she was struggling to free herself from Liam's grasp but she was failing miserably. He gave her a sad smile, a broken one, and hoped it would count as a proper goodbye.

One guard pushed him forward and her image was cruelly taken away from him but he thought maybe it was for the best. He was never going to get to see her again and he had to start practicing as soon as possible. He just hoped it would hurt a bit less than it already did.

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"What the HELL is going on?" Eleanor shouted at his brother but he kept quiet. Everyone around them was awkwardly looking at their hands or the ground and she noticed she was missing something. Before she could ask again, Marcus stepped forward and put his phone in her hand.

She gave him a confused look but pieces of the puzzle fell together when she saw the pictures. They took pictures of every moment they had spent at the beach together. There were pictures of them walking around, holding hands, kissing, playing in the water.

So many emotions were traveling up and down her body; she wanted to scream, she wanted to cry, she wanted to close her eyes and go to sleep, but she had to do something else before all of them. She had to talk to Ted or her father. She gave back the phone to Marcus, gave Liam a helpless look and started to walk towards the entrance.

It was all her fault. Jasper had told her so many times that they had to be careful. He had told her bodyguards were strictly forbidden to enter in a personal relationship with them and she remembered how she laughed about that.

He asked her if she wanted any disguise that day and she said no. She wanted to feel free for once in her life and she thought she got away with it. And now he had to be one to be punished for her mistakes and carefreeness.

She heard someone calling her name but she didn't have time to look back. The guards opened the doors after curtsying and she found herself rushing towards the elevator that would take her to Ted. Once she was behind his doors, she barged in without hesitation.

All the heads turned towards the door, including Jasper's, and she could see a hint of a smile on his face. He was sitting in a chair, facing Ted, with guards spreading around the room. She gave him a reassuring look and then walked confidently towards Ted's desk before asking: "What the hell do you think you're doing?"

Ted seemed to overcome his rage and said calmly: "With all due respect, Your Highness, this matter is out of your hands. I suggest you…" Eleanor interrupted him loudly: "Out of my hand? He is my bloody bodyguard!"

Ted gave her a look and said with a slightly louder tone: "And I am his supervisor. In case you are not aware, Your Highness, pictures of you and him are all over the internet right now. We have a strict policy about personal relationships, one that your own father initiated, and we do not tolerate disobedient here."

Eleanor fell silent and right when Ted was sure she was convinced, she announced: "Then I will talk to my father. Until then, you will not do a single thing. Am I clear?" Ted stared at her, wanting to say something but he knew it was useless, so he nodded simply.

Eleanor smiled satisfied and turned around to see him again. He was looking at her with shock written all over his face. She realized he didn't expect her to come forward and defend him like that. She walked to him and whispered: "I'll get you out of here."

His features relaxed and one of his few genuine smiles appeared on his face. She took a few steps back and finally turned to leave. As she closed the door behind her, she sighed peacefully. Talking to her father was easy and she was sure he wouldn't let the man she loved rot behind bars.

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Eleanor sat down next to Liam with an audible sigh. They looked at each other, confused, and visibly hurt by the news. Their father had just announced to the whole country that he wanted abolish the monarchy.

She had spent hours looking for him and then she saw him on the television. She still couldn't process the news and couldn't decide whether it really was a good or bad idea. Liam was baffled as well and he had seemed to lose his ability to talk.

However, she couldn't stop thinking about Jasper, and how he was probably just sitting in Ted's room, waiting for her to come and rescue him. And she knew there was nothing she could do at the moment but wait. And even if she could talk to his father, he probably had more important matters to discuss with others.

And before she could stop it, her mind drifted back to Jasper again. Had he had anything to drink or eat yet? Had they let him rest? What was he thinking about at the moment? Did he know what her father did? What was his take on the whole thing?

Liam covered his face with his hands and the movement snapped Eleanor out of her thoughts. She looked at her brother and wished there was anything she could do to help him feel better. She knew how he felt, like he was not enough or capable, and she was sure he was blaming himself for the abolishment.

She started in a low voice: "Hey... I know what you're thinking… and it's not true. You are a good man. And if our father lets this go, you will be an amazing king one day. I know it. I just do." The kind words had their effect and soon he was looking at her with appreciation.

Ted barged in before she could add something else and informed them: "The king is back in the palace." They both stood up nervously but he added: "And he wants to see Liam." Eleanor looked disappointed but gave her brother a smile and watched as he left in a hurry.

She turned to face Ted and before he could walk away, she asked: "How's he?" Ted couldn't hide his smirk when he said: "Are you worried about him, Your Highness?!" She narrowed her eyes at him and hissed: "Do I look like I have time for your amusement?"

Ted hesitated before saying: "I had a conversation earlier with the king and I explained the situation to him. And we both agreed that the best decision at the moment is not to punish Mr. Frost but to simply relocate him."

Eleanor's eyes widened at his words but she couldn't stop the relief washing over her when she realized he wasn't going to be punished for her mistakes. Ted bowed his head when he noticed she was deep in thoughts and went to leave that she asked suddenly: "Relocated to whom?"

"The queen."

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