A.N: Ok here is the new update of EHIT! Its come a little slower than I anticipated but it's still here!

Ok…the points go to:

Monker! 10 points!

Monai! 10 points!

And… The Marauders3 get 6 points! (Sorry but you should have stuck with one answer!)

They will know why the got the points, and you will find out when you read…

Chapter 9:

1970

Joseph leant back against the soft seat of the taxi. He had just flown over to Genovia from his no-longer-home in Spain.

He had met up with Mr Taylor, and immediately accepted the offer to work for His Majesty, King Rupert of Genovia. After all, this was the job he had dreamed of.

He had been told that His Majesty had already accepted him, and that he was to live in the palace, along with many of the other staff. At first, Joseph wasn't too pleased with the arrangement, but he soon changed his mind when he found out how difficult it is to get into the palace every day. Might as well just stay there and make it easier for everyone.

He had as many of his belongings that he could take with him, and the others had been placed in storage. He had sold his apartment, and his old car, as he didn't need either of these where he was going. He would just buy a new car when he needed it. He had enough saved already to be confident of this.

"We are just approaching the palace now, Sir" the driver called from the front seat, snapping Joseph from his thoughts.

Looking out the window, Joseph was amazed just how wonderful the palace looked close up. He had been shown photos of the palace and it's surrounding grounds, but none of them compared to this. If he were any younger, he would have gaped at it with an open mouth. But his years had taught him self-control; he just looked at it admiringly, his mouth in a slight smile.

Pulling up at the palace, Joseph opened the door, stepped out, and stretched his legs. Taking a deep breath, he exhaled happily, looking up at the great towering palace. It was such a huge building that he almost expected it to be cold, like the old Gothic styled buildings. But somehow, all he felt was great warmth. This was his new home…

"Hey, Joe!" a voice called from behind him.

Turning quickly at the familiar voice, Joseph was suddenly caught in a bear hug.

"Carlo!" he exclaimed, stepping out of his friends' embrace.

Carlo grinned, clearly overjoyed in seeing Joseph for the first time in almost two years. He slapped him on the back.

"Carlo, how did you know I was going to be here?" Joseph asked, clearly confused his friend knew of his arrival already. He hadn't informed Carlo he was coming to work at the palace.

"Who else would recommend you for the job? I'm the only one around here who knows of your shady past!" Carlo joked, helping Joseph carry his bags into the palace. The housekeeper was leading them along.

"Shady past?" Joseph asked, shaking his head at his crazy friend.

"I should've known…"

"Yes, you should have. But at least now I can say I fooled the all famous Joseph Romero! The great man that never lets anything slide past him!" Carlo announced everything past and including his name, to the staff they were passing in the hall.

Joseph laughed aloud at this, causing the housekeeper to turn and glare at the two men.

She showed them into his suite. Joseph was amazed. Everything was so immaculate, including the fine detailed designs of the woodwork that made up the room.

"Amazing huh?" Carlo asked quietly, dumping Joseph's bags at the foot of his bed.

"Oh yeah," Joseph answered, nodding his thanks to the housekeeper as she left.

For the next few hours, Carlo showed Joseph around the palace, pointing out all the important places he needed to know of, including where the Royal suites were. He told him all the 'rules' he needed to know of, and anything else he saw as important. Carlo also showed Joseph where he worked, and then where he lived, his suite.

They caught up on everything as they walked, from what Joseph had been doing when he was offered the job, to what Carlo was currently doing as his job now.

"I'm part of the security team. I am one of the men that are assigned to His Majesty at all times when out of the palace grounds. I suppose you could say that it is quite a high up place to work," Carlo explained modestly.

"It sure is! You're right up there with the Head of Security aren't you?" Joseph asked, amazed at just how far his friend had come.

"Almost…" Carlo smiled in return.

"But then, you are also assigned as partial security. Did you know that Joe?" Carlo asked, knowing full well Joseph had not been informed about this.

"WHAT?" he asked, shocked at this revelation.

"You're part of the security team. It's because of your experience in the army. You're not just acting as His Majesties translator, but also as part of his security. That's why you were hired; because of your experience in both fields," Carlo explained, pleased at how Joseph had taken the news.

"I – I don't know what to say…" Joseph stuttered.

"Then don't say anything, Joe," Carlo laughed, leading him through to His Majesty's office to be introduced.

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Joseph had been introduced to His Majesty, and was currently going over his duties with King Rupert, as well as the Head of Security, Melas, when the Queen walked in.

"Ah, Clarisse, my dear, come and meet our new translator and security member" King Rupert bellowed.

Queen Clarisse walked around the group and came up beside King Rupert, facing the others.

"Queen Clarisse, may I introduce Joseph Romero, the new member of Royal staff," Melas announced, bowing to Her Majesty.

Joseph took his lead and bowed also, allowing himself time to recover from the stunning beauty Queen Clarisse portrayed.

If she weren't a Queen, Joseph would have taken a guess that she would be a heart breaker.

"Welcome, Joseph," Queen Clarisse smiled, offering her hand.

"Thank you, ma'am," Joseph replied, bowing over her hand, lightly touching it with his lips. He straightened immediately, then stepped back.

"How many different languages do you know?" Queen Clarisse asked in perfect French.

"Enough to be hired by His Majesty, ma'am," Joseph replied in Japanese.

"So you are fluent in at least French, Spanish, Latin, German, Japanese and various Chinese?" the Queen asked again, changing languages to suit each mentioned.

"Yes, Your Majesty," Joseph answered, smiling at her extensive knowledge, and bowing his head in acknowledgement.

"Excellent," she smiled, standing straighter, if it were possible, and answering in English.

"I take it you approve my dear," King Rupert grinned from beside her.

"He will do," she announced to the group, sharing a smile with Joseph.

"I am glad you have met, because now you know who to call on if you need a translator," King Rupert added, smiling mischievously.

Queen Clarisse's eyes seemed to flare in annoyance briefly, before she turned sharply to her husband.

"Rupert, I should not have to remind you again that I will most certainly NOT be needing a translator," Queen Clarisse spoke in clipped tones.

"Do you know every language then, ma'am?" Joseph asked boldly, in Maori, acknowledging King Rupert's nod of approval.

"I do not claim such a thing, but I appear to know just as much as you," Clarisse almost snapped back, in perfect Maori.

Joseph smiled, bowing his head in resignation. Queen Clarisse softened at the realisation of his test, and smiled back, nodding her head to show her approval.

"What language was that my dear?" King Rupert asked, clearly taken aback by the strange interaction between the two.

"It was Maori, one of the native tongues of New Zealand," Queen Clarisse answered, still looking at Joseph, her eyes shining at the challenge he had set her.

"My dear, your extensive knowledge never ceases to amaze me!" King Rupert exclaimed, taking her hand and patting it gently.

Queen Clarisse broke eye contact with Joseph, and turned to her husband, smiling pleasantly.

"Thank you, Melas, Joseph," King Rupert dismissed them.

"Your Majesties," Joseph and Melas said together, bowing to both the King and Queen before leaving the room.

"Well done, Joseph," Melas slapped him on the back once they were walking down the corridor.

"You handled that very well. The Queen approves of you, and even admires you by the way she was looking when we left".

Joseph looked up sharply, frowning at why it was so important the Queen approved of him.

"That was why we had the meeting. The Queen is known to have the most extensive knowledge of different languages in the country, and for you to match her ability, does a lot for you," Melas grinned.

Joseph shook his head, feeling foolish at not realising the intent the meeting with His Majesty really had.

"Do not worry, Joseph. You will do well here if Her Majesty admires you. She is not one to get on the bad side of".

"Well that's comforting," Joseph muttered, but he smiled, pleased at how well he had taken the situation.

He had somehow come out on top, just as he always did with all situations life had thrown his way.

Walking back to the security room, Joseph felt that he was definitely going to like it here at the Genovian palace.

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A.N: Well there's the new chapter! For all those who guessed it was Carlo, well done! I'll put up the next update as soon as I have it written. Please give me a review and tell me what you think!