DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of The Royals characters, however I own some original characters that you'll get to know them one by one.

Hi everyone

I know you are probably mad at me and you have every right to be. I can't believe this story was last updated almost a year ago...

And I know if I tell you what has been going on in my life and all the reasons that I abandoned my stories, it just wouldn't make up for the fact that I let you guys down. And I'm sorry.

I've been reminiscing these past few days and I couldn't let my stories stay unfinished. I don't know if I'll update regularly from now on but I will end this story along with Captured and Blackout.

And to everyone who kept reviewing and messaging me to go on, whether it was Hypnotic or Captured or Blackout: Thank you!

And I hope you'll keep reading this. This story is three and a half years old! Which just proves how lazy of a writer I am! I've been dragging this story for so long. But I promise I will keep updating until it's finished. And I hope you will all be there.

HERE WE GO:

Chapter25_Forty Days

It's been forty days since Jasper Frost had retired to Princess Eleanor's chambers. He'd been through examinations and physical therapy and was walking around like his old self again. And Eleanor was always there. No matter how much he protested, she never left him alone.

At that moment, Eleanor was sitting impatiently next to Jasper as they were waiting for the doctor to start talking. She smiled and announced: "I see no problem with you resuming physical activity, Mr. Frost." Jasper sighed happily in response but Eleanor asked out of the blue: "Can we have sex?"

Jasper shot her a look but she didn't care. That's what she meant by asking about physical activity earlier. The doctor was caught off guard but she managed to smile and say: "Yes, of course. Nothing too over the top. Avoid pressuring the wound and you will be good to go."

Eleanor grinned and let out a lout 'Thank you' before grabbing a very embarrassed Jasper by the hand and walking out. Jasper eyed her before asking mischievously: "Eager to break the dry spell, Princess?" Eleanor smirked as they got into the limo and asked: "Who says I'm not getting my fix from someone else?!"

Jasper pulled her close as she giggled and kissed her hard, his hands roaming around her sides. He pulled away before she could lose herself in the kiss and said cockily: "No one can do this to you, you know." Eleanor went in for another kiss after she whispered: "Trust me, I know…"

Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

"Off you go!" Eleanor ordered at her hesitant detail and stared him down until he walked away from the room. Jasper rolled his eyes at her and Eleanor stood on her toes to kiss him. He kissed her back eagerly as he blindly opened the door and ushered them both inside.

Forty days. Forty days of light kisses and careful caresses. Forty days of pain and suffering and it was all coming to an end. Jasper's thoughts was pushed aside as Eleanor's hand massaged his member through his jeans. He groaned and deepened the kiss as he pulled her down onto the bed.

However before things could escalate, a knock was heard on the door. They both froze and Jasper could swear Eleanor was going to kill the person responsible. She pulled away reluctantly and shouted: "I'm busy! GO AWAY!"

Someone cleared their throat and suddenly they both heard King Simon: "Lenny, it's me." Eleanor gasped and got off the bed and helped Jasper up as well. She rushed to the door and opened it, smiling at her father.

Simon walked in and greeted them both before sitting on the sofa. Eleanor shot Jasper a nervous look before sitting next her father. Simon looked up at Jasper and asked casually: "How are you feeling today, son?"

Jasper smiled politely before answering: "I feel so much better, sir." Simon nodded absent mindedly and Eleanor explained with a glint in her eyes: "Actually the doctor said he was alright enough to resume normal physical activity."

Simon beamed and exclaimed: "That's good news." His face fell a moment later and he started: "There's something I have to tell you both… And Lenny, before you get angry, please just listen." Eleanor fiddled with her hands as she nodded her head in response.

Simon sighed and went on: "Your mother was completely against the idea but I gave you permission to take care of Jasper here, in the palace. It's been forty days and he seems so much better. I just think it's time he moves back to his home and…"

Eleanor exploded, forgetting the promise she made to her dad to keep her cool: "How can you say that, dad? He saved my LIFE!" Jasper whispered her name but she didn't turn around and continued: "What's the difference between him here or at his flat? We're still going to be together either way."

Simon took her hand and tried to calm her down: "I know, Lenny, I know. But the papers have already started talking. Unless you two are ready to make your relationship known to the public, which of course I have no problem with, he has to move back to his flat. And you know what's going to happen if a relationship is official, Len."

Simon gave her a knowing look and she nodded her head, knowing full well that they wouldn't have another moment of peace and quiet to themselves. She asked after a moment: "Did she put you up to this?" Simon kept quiet for a moment but he shook his head before getting up: "Now that Jasper's feeling well, I think we shall all have lunch together. I already ordered them to prepare the dining room."

Jasper and Eleanor smiled forcibly until Simon left and then they both looked at each other. Eleanor moved forward and knelt in front of him, a force of habit, as he used to move around in a wheelchair. She hissed: "That sneaky bitch is behind it. I'm sure!" Jasper bent forward and kissed the top of her head before murmuring: "I had to move back at some point."

She narrowed her eyes at him but relaxed soon before whining: "But why?" Jasper smirked and asked: "Is this your way of asking me to move in with you, Princess?!" Eleanor rolled her eyes and muttered under her breath: "Not that it matters anymore…"

Jasper started playing with her hair and asked hesitantly: "And being an official couple is out of the question, yes?" Eleanor gave him a look and said softly: "You know I'd love to show you to the whole world but the moment I do that, there won't be any 'us' left. I just… I just want to have some alone time before being monitored all the time."

Jasper nodded his head in understanding and looked at the clock before sighing. Eleanor also looked at the time and knew they had to get ready for lunch and they had no time to continue their mischief, not that the conversation had left them in the mood.

After a few moments of silence, Eleanor asked with a groan: "Are you ready to eat lunch with my whore of a mother?!"

Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

"Oh, how nice of you to join us!" The Queen exclaimed the moment Eleanor and Jasper walked in. But they couldn't answer her enthusiasm as their eyes focused on another individual: Samantha. She was standing behind the Queen and calmly watching their reactions.

Before they could say something, Samantha bowed slowly and let out: "What an honor, Your Highness." She was acting like she had never seen them before when she had practically threatened Eleanor to hand Jasper over like he was some sort of toy.

Eleanor clenched her teeth and Helena waved Samantha away, explaining: "She's my new personal maid. Come, sit. I hear Mr. Frost is alright enough to move back." Eleanor watched as Samantha walked away and huffed in response to her mother.

She muttered: "That's it." And she went to confront her that Jasper's arm snaked around her waist, pulling her close to his body. Helena gave her a puzzled look and exclaimed once again when she saw Liam walk in.

Eleanor rolled her eyes and dragged Jasper to the table and they sat down quietly. Liam sat next to Jasper and greeted them both. Simon was the last to walk in and he took a moment to happily watch over his family before he sat down as well.

Soon the food was being served and Jasper found himself in quite a small talk with the King of England. Eleanor was playing with her food since all her thoughts were focused on that little tramp Samantha. What the hell did she want? Money? Fame? Or Jasper?

She had to talk to her mother and convince her to fire Samantha. That seemed like the reasonable option. She relaxed a bit as Jasper, still engaged in the boring conversation, brought his hand to rest on hers and squeezed gently.

Eleanor watched his face as he joked a bit with her father and she sighed at how handsome he looked. He hadn't been keeping his face shaved smooth so he had stubble on his face which she particularly enjoyed. He had been losing weight as well but he somehow looked stronger than ever.

Jasper turned around for just a split second and gave her a warm and reassuring smile before turning back to his conversation. She felt her heart overflow with joy at his quick display of affection and squeezed his hand back.

At that moment she was sure nothing was going to ruin what they had. Not him moving out of the palace, not her mother, and certainly not little bitches from Vegas of all places. She was happy and in love. Princess Eleanor finally had it all and she was going to keep it that way.

But things never really work out the way we want them to.