They were sitting on the grass, cuddled together, in a comfortable, intimate silence. They have talked most of the one and a half hour that the second half of the concert lasted, and has 5 minutes before the people would come out.

"Will, perhaps we should get going? I could go to the café and you could pretend you were working… no one would deny would have a lot to do, everyone would accept that excuse…"

"You don't want people to know about us?" he asked, seriously worried.

"No, it's not that… well, it is, but not for what you think…"

"Then what is it that I don't think?" he asked.

"Will, you can't be this irresponsible! What do you think the press would say?! If anyone saw us, it was bound to get out you know" she said, mostly thinking about her sisters. She loved them, but trust was a completely different deal. "Your break-up isn't official, you know…" looking at his slightly hurt expression, she calmed down a bit "Look, I just don't want to have to deal with the press as well, I have enough on my plate with the IGCSEs. And I don't think you need more scandals either!" she added, with a cheeky wink. He laughed at this:

"What is that supposed to mean?!" he asked, standing up, and letting her go.

"Oh you know perfectly well. You've spent your entire teenage era on the front of every living magazine on the Planet!"

"Aha! So you do read silly women's magazines!" he said, with a conquering smile. Lizzy, though a bit flustered, only laughed. "Well, before we have to go our separate ways… I want a goodbye kiss." A chaste kiss later they both went to opposite directions, thinking about each other and smiling at the cause of it.

People soon started to come out, all wondering where the Prince has gotten to. Jane, however, was the only one with suspicions that were very close to reality; she was not very happy about it, and was worried for her sister, but decided to voice it in the privacy of their home rather than in front of dozens of strangers. Especially not in front of her two youngest sisters.

"It was a rather interesting night, don't you think? The concert was exceptionally well played…"

"Yes, very true…"

"Oh come, Lizzy, you were too distracted to pay attention in the first half, and was absent from the second! Should I call Mama to extract this bit of information out of you?" their mother was famous for always getting her way, and finding out about everything that was going on, especially concerning people's love life.

"What are you insinuating Jane?" asked Lizzy. She wasn't quite ready yet to admit her new relationship… telling Jane would make it real, and she wanted to keep it in the fantastic part of her brain for just a bit more time. Reality always ruins everything.

"Just that Lizzy, you must be careful. With his past alone to recommend him… All I'm saying is, try to learn his character more before you trust him with something precious… Love is blinding, and I don't want my little sister to get hurt."

"Don't worry Jane, I am not in love, and we aren't together. Just good friends, that's all." She said, with a reassuring smile, but inside she felt horrible. I really think that is the first time you have ever lied to Jane… "Jane, trust me. I know what I am doing. Let's go to sleep, I am dead tired!"

Next day, Lizzy was sure she would see her Prince at school. She waited, and waited all day, giving excuses to stay longer than was required, and yet he didn't come. And neither the next day, nor the next. Lizzy was becoming worried, she might have misjudged his character after all… She had problems concentrating in her exams, which was an even more serious issue. Why is it that everything reminds me of him?! Why doesn't he show up, has he ditched me, did he lie about everything? Now that I think about it… the press hasn't mentioned any break-up between him and that Ashley… Damn it, that prick played me!!

."…Lizzy?! Are you listening?" shouted an angry Charlotte. "I've been talking to you for about half an hour! Where are you, Lizzy? These past days… well, actually, ever since the Prince has arrived, you have been acting quite unlike yourself. What's happened? Talk to me Liz!" she was really concerned about her friend.

"Charlie, it's fine, trust me. I'm just a bit tired, that's all… worried about the exams…" she tried to smile it off, albeit she felt more insecure than ever in her life.

"All right… but if anything is bothering you, anything, you tell me, ok?"

"Sure thing. You'd be the first to know" and Lizzy left with so much pent up self-loathing, she didn't know how her life turned to be like this in only a couple of days.

Next day, she made up her mind that she would end this silliness and forget about William for good. It's been 4 days already, and she couldn't keep the state she was in for much longer. She was utterly depressed, and in her anger she had managed to have a fight with everyone in her family and group f friends, even though they had nothing to do with her dejection. She was walking home, alone and miserable, when suddenly, her phone started ringing.

"hello?"

"Hi, can I speak to Elizabeth please?"

"Yes, it's me, who is it?" she heard a grateful sigh on the other end

"Finally! I've been calling every Bennet in the country, and uncommon as it may be in South America, trust me the rejections weren't pleasant."

"I am sorry but, who is this?" she really wasn't in the mood for this. Why are people so incapable of introducing themselves! Do they think that just because they know who I am, that I will instantly know their persona as well?! Who am I, a fortune teller or something?!

"It's me, William."

"Will! How did you get my number??" she was so surprised, and so happy! She unconsciously stopped and held the phone with both hands, the smile making its way to her lips.

"I have my ways… But never before was it this hard! But well, it was worth it." How could I ever think ill of this person! He is so sweet, so kind, and he never had the intention of hurting me! It's really all my fault… stupid me, I didn't give him my number!

"So… how are you?"

"Fine, fine… busy visiting schools, meeting with ministers… nothing interesting, really." Lizzy started walking again, and she was headed towards Starbucks. "Hmm… though I have to admit, women here are absolutely beautiful."

"Is that so?" Why is he telling me this??

"Quite so. In fact, I am staring at the most gorgeous one right now…"

"Right…"

"Don't you want to know who it is?" she heard him say, except… it was as distant as from the phone… he was behind her! His last sentence he whispered into her ear, though she could also hear it through the phone.

"I wanted to surprise you… Little birdies mentioned you were most commonly found here… Shall we?" he motioned towards a table, and pulling her chair out for her, they both sat down. Elizabeth was glowing, her heart was thumping fast and she forgot all the misery from the previous days; he was here now, with her, he cared for her, and that was all that mattered.

"I admit it, it does look like a charming place… In London, a couple of blocks from where I live, there is this tiny café, it is almost always empty… It is decorated in an Indian style, but it is a very charming place, and the sofas are wonderfully comfortable. I've spent many a days sitting there with my coffee… It is one of the few places I can go to, when I want to relax and be alone."

"Really? What is its name? If I ever go to London, I would love to visit it."

"SmilingCoffee-Cup. When you're in London, I will take you there. It really has the best mochas on the Planet!"

"Oh, so you're a mocha fan? I'm more of a cappuccino person…"

"I'll take my mocha with extra cream and lactose-free milk any time!"

"Quite the coffee addict aren't you? Weird for being English!" she said, teasing.

"Oh tea is all right… it's sort of like water, to tell you the truth. But coffee… That's what keeps today's society going every day." He smiled and they spent the rest of the afternoon comfortable in each other's company, talking about anything and everything they could be bothered to think of.