CHAPTER TWO
"So... Miley's a Princess?" Jackson asked, he'd gotten home from school about an hour ago and Dad had had to tell him that I was a mix-up baby and future Queen.
"Yeah." I whispered hoarsly, picking at the banana split Dad had made me as comfort food.
"You're gonna be Queen?" Jackson questioned and I nodded mutely. "And they want you to leave... When?"
"By Friday." It was already Wednesday. I was going to be in a completely different country, a completely different life in two days.
"Dude, so you're like that Princess Mia from San Fran, right?" Princess Mia had been fifteen when she found out she was the Crown Princess of Genovia through her fathers side, and she became Queen two years ago when she was 21. When she found out she was a Princess my parents had known for a year that I was a Princess. "Does that mean I'm a Prince?"
"No, son." Dad denied and Jackson frowned before he shrugged.
"I get your room when you're gone." Jackson grinned and I couldn't help but smile a little. He was still the same. Everything had changed, but Jackson was still the same annoying brother I'd always had.
"I need to pack." I whispered, dropping my spoon and getting up from the kicthen table. I quickly ran upstairs. I couldn't even shut my door because those security guys had completely kicked it off its hinges. I picked up my favourite teddy, Beary Bear, and sat on the edge of my bed. How had everything gone so... Wonky in just one day?
"You're in ninth grade, correct?" Alyssa appeared at my doorway and I glared at her. "I'll take that as a yes." She wrote something on the clipboard she was holding. "Now, even though you are going to be Queen Robby has stipulated that you must recieve a full education. As well as Cyrus will not accept an uneducated leader, as such you will recieve a private tutor until such a time when we can safely choose a private school that meets all of the requirements in Cyrus." Well, at least one thing would be normal. I'd still have to go to school. "The plane will be arriving in Cyrus later Friday night, and your first meeting with the King will be a breakfast meeting on Saturday at ten."
"Great." I muttered, I'd be meeting the grandfather I never knew I had who just happed to be a freaking King as well over breakfast.
"Anything you want could be provided for you so I suggest only bringing personal items." Alyssa advised and I turned away, I didn't want to deal with this right now. I didn't want to deal with this ever.
Princess Miley
The next morning when Dad came to get me for breakfast I was sitting on the floor with one of my bigger suit cases in front of me. I didn't need to pack much clothes apparently, I already had all my CD's, toys, photos and other little trinkets littering the bottom of the case and I didn't know what else to pack.
"Mile." Dad said and I looked up from staring blankly at the mostly-empty case.
"Yeah, Dad?" I asked, toying with on of Beary Bear's ears.
"Breakfast time, Bud." He told me and I nodded, slowly getting up off the floor and following him downstairs. Just from the bottom of the stairs I could see at least four security guys and I glared at their backs. No-one even knew I was thise Princess whatever and I'd been fine for the last fourteen years without a security team
"My name is Miley." I had no idea why the Hell Alyssa was still here, but I had to tell her that and she looked up, confused, from her stupid clipboard.
"Excuse me?" She asked and I glared.
"You're not changing my name to Alexandra or whatever, my name is Miley, that's what it's always been, and what it always will be." I elaborated and she nodded, writing it on that damn clipboard.
"Anything else, your Highness?"
"Yeah, don't call me that." I muttered, sitting down at the table when Dad put my scrambled eggs, mushrooms and toast there.
"Your lessons will begin right after your meeting with King has finished in preparation for your 'anouncement' on Sunday night. When the indescretion was discovered the people of Cyrus were told that you were ill until you were four when you spent a year on the down low with the Prince and Princess and then you went to an illite boarding school when you were five." Alyssa said and I tried to ignore her, but I couldn't. "On Sunday night it will be anounced officially that you are the only heir - which everyone already knows - and you will begin preparations for your coronation that will happen within the next year." A year? They're saying I would be Queen within a year? "On Monday, after your anouncement you will begin full time lessons until we can find a suitable school, a daily schedule is being drawn up as we speak, and I will also begin to interview for a personal assistant for you so I can return to my duties for King Altiyan."
"Great." I mumbled, nothing like hearing how your life will change in great detail by someone you don't know and who sounds like they'd rather stick needles in theirs to make you feel upbeat. "Can I eat my breakfast in peace now?" I shot at her and she huffed and turned and started to walk away whilst I picked at my eggs. After a few minutes of picking at my eggs and only eating a couple of bites I pushed my plate away and took a sip of my juice before I got up. "I'm gonna go... I don't know." I shook my head and gave Dad a quick hug before I walked out the back door. I tried to ignore them, but two giant guys in suits and sunglasses, but they were so obviously following me not even five steps behind me. After ten minutes of walking aimlessly down the beach with two suits following me I finally snapped. "ENOUGH!" I yelled, turning on them and they abruptly stopped and tried to look casual. Like anyone could look casual whilst stalking a fourteen-year-old on the beach. "Stop following me." I demanded and on of them opened his mouth. "Just stop. I've gone fourteen years without stalkers, I'm sure I can manage a walk on the beach just fine. Now, leave. Me. Alone." I anunciated slowly so they would understand before I turned and stalked away. The two suits shared a look in my periferal vission before they started following me again and I groaned and took off running as fast as I could.
I don't know how far or for how long I ran, but after a while I collapsed in the sand and fell to my knees, panting.
"Ma'am?" A voice behind me said and I groaned again and turned when I'd manage to catch my breath at least a little. "Are you okay, Ma'am?" The security suit questioned and I rolled my eyes.
"I'm fine." I muttered, my breathing finally starting to even out. "Please leave me alone." I decided to try the 'polite' way as I got up and looked around. I was still on the beach, actually I wasn't far from school. I glanced down at my watch, ten minutes. It took me ten minutes to run from home to school, that was usually a forty-five minute walk.
"The residence on Destiny Lane is that way, your Highness." The second suit said and I glared at hime.
"I've lived here for two years, I think I know how to get home from school by now." I snapped at hime before I started walking back home. "And don't call me that."
"Ma'am?" The suit quiestioned and I frowned.
"Or that, my name is Miley." The suits shared a look as I walked back home, but I ignored them as best as I could.
Princess Miley
Friday, September 9
"Your Highness." Alyssa said as someone held the limo door open for me and I got out. "Welcome to Northumberland Palace." My mouth dropped open when I looked up.
"Sweet niblets." I breathed out, it was huge, the steps alone that led up to the castle could fit the entire house in Malibu on them. There was a fountain in the middle of the driveway that had, like, three little cupid things or whatever on it, sputing water out of their arrows.
"This way please, you Highness." Alyssa beckoned and I followed mutely, not even bothering to correct her that my name is Miley. It was quite a climb up all those steps, but when the doorsmen opened the giant double doors for us I couldn't help but gasp. The entry way was filled with golds and yellows and platinum colors, and there were massive Douglas Fir trees and ornate statues and old, beautiful paintings everywhere. I could actually see my own reflection in the floor. "I will arrange for someone to give you a propper tour tomorrow, but I think you should go to bed, you have to be up to meet the King in eight hours and it will not do to be late." Alyssa said and I was too stunned to reply. And this was just the entry way. "Carlton, please escort her Royal Highness to the Crown quarters." She beckoned someone over, it was one of the security suits that had been following me for the last two days. I followed mutely as Carlton led me through a maze of hallways until he stopped at a pair of double doors that would make the ones at the Great hall at Hogwarts look small. There were more doorsmen here as well.
"Your quarters, Princess." Carlton bowed slightly and I nodded, looking around. I think the sitting room of these quarters were even bigger than the entry way. There was a couple of really comfy looking couches, paintings, sculptures, and doorways that led to God-knows where. There was even a stair case. Carlton turned and left after that as I slowly started to walk into the giant room. I moved over and sat on one of the couches and pulled out my cell phone.
"Daddy?" He answered on the first ring. Dad and Jackson couldn't come with me, apparently it would interfere with my lessons, and Dad had to stay and manage Hannah, and Jackson still had to go to school.
"Mile?" He sighed and I knew he'd been waiting by the phone.
"I miss you, Daddy." I fingered the tassles on one of the cushions on the couch. It was a cream colored cushion with a gold pattern and trimming and gold tassles.
"I miss you too, Bud." Dad said and I smiled sadly. "Jackson tried to stay up, but he just fell asleep on watching TV anyway."
"It's okay, just-just tell him to call me tomorrow, you know the boy sleeps crazy on weekends anyway." It was around eight on Friday night in Malibu, and it was currently two AM, Saturday morning. A six hour time difference wasn't so bad, I guess. We actually supposed to be here three hours ago, but there had been a slight problem during take-off... Mainly that someone had forgot to refuel the jet and we had to wait.
"You should get some sleep, Miley, I'm sure you have to be up a lot sooner than will allow your eight hours of propper sleep.
"Okay." I muttered sadly. "I love you, Dad."
"I love you too, Mile." After a few more senseless qwords between us Dad eventually hung up and I sighed. I didn't really want to search this place for somewhere to sleep, but it was starting to get a chill here and it was only early September. I sighed again and got up, walking to the first door.
Four doors later and I still hadn't found a bed in this place. I'd run out of doors on this level and if I didn't find a bed in the next ten minutes I was going to have to ask someone where the Hell I could sleep. I slowly started up the stairs, feeling tired and starting to get cranky. Of course! There was another set of double doors - smaller this time - at the end of the hallway at the top of the stairs. The doors were open and the first thing I saw was a bed. It had to be at least twice the size of a king with a canopy that had had white lace curtains with gold trimming.
I looked around, I hoped to God this was where I was supposed to be sleeping because I was too tired to find anywhere else. As I got closer and stepped into the room I saw my suitecase already in the room, off to the side and I quickly went to it and got out my favourite baby blue pajamas. I shut the doubles doors with a loud click before I got changed and climbed onto the bed and right to the middle of it. Silk. The duvet was silky soft, white with gold patterns like the cushions. And the sheets were made of silk and pure white. I sunk right into the bed, cuddling Beary closely.
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