Author's Note: So it's been a while... But here it is! Chapter two and soon to follow, Chapter three! I don't know about you but I'm suffering some huge Jaspenor withdraws here so hopefully ImpishBodyguard and I can provide something to hold you Loyals till 2018.

A special thanks to jasperscourtier who gave this a look before I posted for editing purposes. Enough blah blah, the chapter!

Chapter 2

There really was no escaping him. Everywhere Eleanor went, the bodyguard followed. She met her match with him since he never lost her. He was everywhere but he was no Jasper.

"Really Wallace? I'm only going to fix my makeup before the interview."

Wallace only grunted in response. He knew better. Yet he knew nothing at all. All he knew was she was his charge and pretty good at eluding him. Hence, he stuck to her like glue, even when she was trying to use the bathroom. When she finally managed to convince him she had no intention of running off on him, she was able to shut the door.

It was the first time all day she managed to be alone. All because she forgot her necklace. Eleanor crossed the room to her nightstand and picked up the forgotten piece of jewelry. After securing it around her neck, she sat at the makeup table to look at her reflection. Her dress wouldn't cover it. Perfect.

When she first left, her excuse was needing space, time away from him, to do things on her own, to blah blah blah. They were all excuses. She had been so hurt.. Upset that things couldn't just work out for them and, over all, angry that the world came to take what was hers. Again. She wanted nothing more than to run back home and into his arms- Only to lose him again, somehow.

Despite the chaos of itineraries, interviews and grand openings, Eleanor had a lot of time to herself these last few months. Time to think about her life up until this point. She played over the last two years of it over and over in her mind, letting the events sink in instead of fighting the feelings that came with it all. Although she settled her feelings and thoughts on a lot of it, Jasper was currently filed under 'Unfinished business'. If she was honest with herself, which she rarely was, Eleanor had forgiven him before she even left London. It was the only way she would be able to leave for sure. After forgiving him, she started missing him.

Her hand reached up to her chest and touched the delicate gift. It was all she had of him. That was a lie. He was in her dreams. In every report Mr. Hill uploaded, he was sure to mention him. Why not mention the maids or the footmen? No. Only Jasper Frost. It was as if James wanted her to know he was still there... Waiting for her. It was the reason she started wearing the necklace to begin with. The story book it came in had somehow found its way into her carry on. Very likely Sara Alice's doing.

But was he really waiting for her? She didn't know. She never asked. She only hoped he saw her on the cover of last week's Hello magazine. Eleanor made sure to wear his necklace then too. Wardrobe sent her a dress that had too many ruffles around the neck and she refused it. All because it covered her necklace. If he was watching, he needed to know she wanted him to continue watching. She wore it because it was the only gift he ever gave her and because she genuinely loved it. It was perfect for her.. Like he had been.

But no. It always came back to not wanting to let her broken heart run away with her. Eleanor lived in constant conflict between letting him suffer her absence and letting him know she was thinking of him. If he had seen her in the media, Jasper would have called or even texted by now. He did neither. For all she knew he was clawing his way up the social ladder with some other poor noble who didn't know him like she did. At that thought, she frowned at the raven haired woman staring back at her in the mirror. Of course some other rich girl wouldn't know him like she did. They wouldn't give him a chance. Only she knew Jasper that way.

Looking down at her phone, she pressed the home button to see the screen light up. A few tweet notifications and a text from her cousin. No Jasper. Her heart sank just like it did every time she shook those books in the library and no letter came out. Why was she doing this to herself..? She came here to forget, to start over, to-

"Eleanor?"

Sebastian's voice was followed by a soft knock at her door. She came here to smile for the cameras, give interviews and be someone else. NOT to mourn Jasper Frost. Sebastian was very likely cutting it really close if he came all the way upstairs to fetch her. Pushing away from her makeup table, she stood and walked to the door to meet him.

"Sorry about that. I couldn't find my favorite eyeliner."

"Aren't they all the same?" He asked with a teasing smirk pulling at his lips.

All she could do was roll her eyes as she pushed away from the makeup table. By now, the prince let himself in and was pacing towards her as she walked past him towards the bathroom.

"I'll be right out."

As soon as the door closed behind her, Sebastian walked towards the makeup table. It was 18:58, they still had time to make it to the ballroom for the exclusive announcement Eleanor was about to make about the hotel they were currently staying at. He almost didn't make it to an other important appointment. As expected, her phone lit up as a new text came in. 'Jaspurr' was displayed at the top of her missed calls and such.

He always texted her around this time when he did. Picking up her phone, he unlocked it and didn't bother reading this message. He had read enough of them to know it would be like the rest. Apologies, asking her to call him, a simple hello... She didn't need this. Not now that she was focused and turning out to be amazing at what she did. Jasper would just weigh her down.

He did what he'd done with the rest and deleted the message. As soon as he set the phone down, the princess appeared once more, changing out her earrings for more dramatic ones.

"Really, Sebastian... I thought we were over this."

"You caught me.."

Eleanor walked towards him with pursed lips and took the eye pencil out of his breast pocket.

"If you want me to do your makeup, I'm all for it. Stop hiding things from me, it drives me crazy."

After tossing the eye pencil on the table she let him lead the way back to the elevators.

"Why are you so smug? What other tricks have you played on me?"

"That's for me to know, Princess."

Tadaaaaaaa!

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