CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT

Sunday, Fenruary 5th

The start of a new week. The start of the press conferences, the tours... The corronation. I laid in Shane's arms until the last possible moment, then I had to get up and get ready for Parliment. Today I would have to tell the world - thanks to it being televised through-out the world - that I was a hospital mix-up baby, that I didn't even know I was a Princess until September last year, that half of what everyone thought of me was a lie. And I'd decided, I wouldn't wait and have to deal with more backlash. I was going to out Hannah as well; I'd be the Princess who was raised an American commoner who had a secret life as an international popstar. This should be a fun two weeks.

"You're going to do good." Shane whispered as I straightened my hair, he liked the waves, Dad liked the waves, Grandfather liked the waves. But, I didn't feel like the girl they all seemed to love so much today, so I was straightening.

"I'm probably going to destroy whatever trust I've managed to build with these people." I was outing secrets and lies that went back thirteen years, if I didn't destroy something then something was wrong.

"They'll be shocked, but they'll love you; it's impossible not to." Shane tried to comfort. From happiness to sadness to nervousness, my emotioins were all over the place these days. "Trust me, I tried."

"How do you always know the right thing to say?" I sighed, setting my straightener down.

"It's a gift." He grinned and I couldn't help but smile too. "Now go prove you're more than an extremely gorgeous face." He kissed my lips once softly before he let me out of his hold.

At 9:00 AM sharp all the cameras turned on, red lights blinked as lenses were aimed at me. I swollowed nervously. I'd never been so nervous in front of cameras before, usually when I was on camera, on TV, I was wearing a blonde wig and most likely singing. I looked down and moved my chair closer to the desk, closer to the microphone, closer to telling the truth.

"Hey, Everybody." I breathed and I was met with dead silence. "Wow, hard crowed." I forced a laugh, but it quickly died on my lips. "Uh, I now call this session of Parliment to order, and the first order of business is-is that I would like to thank everybody for coming to my wedding and for your support after... After everything that's happened." There were a couple of murmurs. "Today-today we don't have much to do, I'm a little surprised, I thought everything would pick up. But, it's good for me today, I have a few things I need to say and I'd rather do it now than have to wait." I'd specifically asked that no-one right a speach for me, I wanted to do this in my own words. "I'm sure many of you have seen pictures or first-hand who walked me down the isle at my wedding, and I've heard comments about my Tennessee accent, and how I don't act like a Princess." I looked down and absently starting turning my gold and diamond wedding band over my finger. "I'm going to do something that when I was eleven I never thought I would ever do. I'm going to tell you all who I am." Who am I really? Am I Miley, Hannah, Alexandra? I mean, who am I really? "Fifteen years, two months and six days ago in a small hospital in Nashville Tennessee two women had baby daughters, two little girls from two different worlds were born on the same day. One woman was Princess Leticia, wife of Crown Prince William of Cyrus. The other was Susan Stewart, wife of Robby Ray Stewart. One baby girl was Princess Alexandra, the other was Miley Stewart." Whispers broke out through the hall as some people connected the dots.
"I don't know what exactly happened, all I know is that those baby girls didn't go home with the mothers that gave birth to them. When we were four the girl that was raised as Alexandra got sick and that's when their parents found out." I paused, how could I tell the people of Cyrus that their Monarchy had purposely kept this from them. "I didn't know what was happening, all I know is that both my biological parents, and the ones who raised me want the best for me, they wanted me to have a normal, happy life away from the responsibilities and obligations of a Princess. They agreed, all four of them, that they wouldn't have to tell me unless Prince William failed to produce a male heir." The deciet was out, everyone knew he didn't produce an heir.
"I'm sorry to tell you that I'm not the girl you thought I was, I had no idea I was a Princess until September, but I can tell you that I never once lied about how I felt, or my thoughts on anything, I did love my Grandfather, so much." I sighed and glanced back at Shane, one secret down, one to go. Shane smiled and nodded reassuringly and I smiled weakly. I waited a minute to let everything sink in before I started again. "I know this is all a shock, but it's not the only thing I have to say today. Before I told you that I told you that since I was eleven I never thought I'd do this. I only found out about being a Princess in September, there's something else you all need to know about me." The blonde Hannah wig was under the desk. "When I was younger I always dreamed of being a singer. The man who walked me down the isle at my wedding was the man who raised me; Robby Ray Stewart, he was a country singer before I was born, he was my Dad. An American singer by the name of Hannah Montana was also the daughter of Robby Ray Stewart... And I don't have a sister." Little hissing whispers broke out again and I became nervous. "I wanted to be a singer, but I also wanted to be normal; Hannah Montant was an identity I created so that I could go to school and be normal and also live out my dreams." I slid the blonde wig off the manaquins head and pulled it up, letting the silky strands fall through my fingers. I bent my head down, letting my hair fall forward before I held it up with one hand and secured the wig on my head with the other.
"My name is Miley, I was born a Princess, raised a normal girl, devolped a rockstar identity, now I'm married and am going to be a Queen by the end of the week, my career is currently on hiatus... And I still have three and a half years of high school left." I let out a shakey laugh at the end and sat back, letting everything stew. I spun around in the chair, I could hear the whispers of doubt in the room, from the Parliment members, from the news crews. "What do I do, Shaney?"

"You could show them if you want." He suggested, kneeling down in front of me. "I had them bring a guitar." I leaned forward and kissed his forehead gently. Shane gestured for something and someone brought over a guitar, the same one I used on Friday, I could tell from the chips where it hit the ground. I held the guitar and turned back around, I repositioned the microphone and cleared my throat, bringing all eyes back to me.

"Finally, I've been waiting for this moment, for you to see the real me." I strummed lightly as I sang it was a rough version of a song I wrote yesterday. "It's been an illusion, but I never meant to fool. I got caught up in a fantasy." Everyone fell completely silent, enthralled.

Princess Diaries

"Well... That went okay. Right?" I asked Alyssa, in the car on the way back to Spencer Castle.

"It went very well, Your Majesty." She replied and I smiled a little "But, the day before you return to Prince Arthur's Parliment will return to full capacity; you have been on minimum duties, after your corronation and tour you will have to take on full responsibilities and duties." No wonder there was never much on the roster during the meetings.

"School on weekdays, Parliment on Sundays, when's my Miley time?" Shane pouted and I giggled, moving over to sit next to him.

"Shaney time is all the time." I cuddled into his side and he kissed the top of my head.

"Well, everynight at least." Alyssa ammended and I turned to her with my mouth half open in shock. "Don't forget, you still have to produce an heir within a year of your corronation."

"Huh... I guess that can be a use for it too." Shane mused and I gaped at him.

"Amusing." Alyssa deadpanned and Shane chuckled.

"So what's the plan for the next two weeks?" I asked, anything to get the topic off my sex life.

"Damage control on various news programs, a press release, Robby Stewart will be handling the demand in the United States, you will satelite interviews, TV interviews, radio interviews-" Alyssa started to list and I sighed.

"I'm sensing a pattern of interviews." I quiped and she rolled her eyes.

"The interviews in Cyrus and the realms of the Monarchy will be more focussed on you as a Princess and the deception involved in your upbringing. I expect you will have lost a modem of trust within the realms of your people." Another sigh, how fun, I was going to be Queen of a people who didn't trust me. "Your corronation will be a televised event on Friday, after which you will have Saturday in transit to the furthest country from here to begin your tour on Sunday, ending up back in the city on Sunday morning for the first full Parliment meeting of your reign, and school on the Monday after." Shane wrapped an arm around my shoulders and held me close.

"But... We get nights, right?" Shane clarified and I swatted his chest lightly.

"Yes, the two of you will spend the nights together." Alyssa confirmed as the car stopped and the door opened for us. As soon as we were in the Castle Shane and I disapeared up to the private quarters. I just didn't want to be around anyone else, I was outed and I felt exposed, I just wanted to be locked away on my own.

"I was just teasing, you know." Shane said softly, laying down next to me on the bed and I looked over at him.

"I know." I agreed before turning my eyes back to the ceiling.

"A-are you m-mad at me?" Shane asked hesitantly and I looked back to him.

"No." I said softly, rolling to my side and stroking his cheek. "No, of course not, Shane." I pecked his lips lightly, but he still seemed hesitant. "It's just... Everything is out now, everyone knows my secrets... I feel a little... Exposed."

"Oh." Was all Shane said and we laid there in silence for a minute before he got up. I wanted to ask him to stay, I wanted Shane around. I think maybe I was starting to become far too dependant on him. But, when I opened my mouth anything I might have said was cut off by the sound of the curtains being drawn. I looked over and Shane was closing all the curtains, then he switched off the light and crawled back onto the bed with me, wrapping me up in his arms tightly. "No-one can see you in the dark." Shane murmured and I smiled. It was dark and quiet enough that I could feel completely alone, but Shane was still here for me.

"Thank-you." I wishepered into the darkness and Shane pressed his lips to the back of my head softly.

"Anything for you." He said back before we descended into complete silence. After a while Shane's breathing evened out and I smiled softly, I knew he hadn't been sleeping much lately; it was my fault, he was always there to cater to my every whim. But, I just wanted him to be okay, I couldn't lose him too. I slowly turned and Shane mumbled incoherently at the movement before he settled down, burrying his face in my neck.

"Sleep tight." I told his unconscious figure, kissing his temply lightly before I slipped out of his arms. I tiptoed over to the bathroom and locked myself inside, the lights still off. Shane was close, if I needed him I only had to open the door. But, I was finally alone. Completely alone in the, cold, tiled bathroom. It felt peaceful.

I sat, leaning back against the door, the tiles numbing my butt the longer I sat, and I thought. I'm not even really sure what I thought about, everything in my head was just a jumble. Everything was going to change now. This time next week I would be a Queen; I'm 15 years old and I'm going to be a Queen in five days. I'm married, which I never thought would happen for another ten years. I have to have a kid, or at least be pregnant by this time next year, again something I didn't think would happen for at least ten years. Hannah Montana is out, I never thought I would do that, I always thought that Hannah would be something I would take to t he grave, and now it was out. Everything was out. Everything had changed so much in the last five months. Five months ago I was just Miley Stewart in Malibu with a nightlife of being Hannah Montana, I'd thought life was complicated back then, now it seemed downright impossible.

I'd found out I was Princess, fallen in love with a boy, had the boy break my heart several times, learned to love my dying Grandfather, almost got killed, almost had to marry a very sweet man who would've been good to me, but I didn't love, cheated on said sweet man with the one who kept breaking my heart, petitioned to Parliment to marry the heartbreaker, lost my Grandfather, outed myself as Hannah Montana... And now I was getting corronated in a week.

Can't wait till my Sophmore year.

Who's seen You're Gonna Make Me Lonesome When You Go video? I stayed up until 2 AM just to watch it. I love Miley's voice, I and I love the simpleness of the video. Plus, she tweeted that it's now truly the start of 2012, so I can't wait for everything she has install for us. LOL, So Undercover, Hotel Transylvania, music... God, I've missed Miley's music so much, it was only Lonesome and Fastlife that kept me going last year.

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