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Chapter 3

Candace's POV

After Phineas and Isabella got back things soon started to slip back into normal routine. I would sleep in, followed by puking up another lung then I would head to the library. Except now, there was another addition to my normally uneventful routine.

Jeremy found every excuse to bother me.

I was walking down to the library and guess who I found?

"Morning, Miss Flynn!" He called. He was leaning against the wall, with his arms crossed and he even had the nerve to wink at me.

I rolled my eyes.

"Morning," I replied my tone heavy with sarcasm.

"Well don't be so cold. I just wanted to see if you wanted someone to read with."

"And who says I would want to read with you?" I snipped.

His hand flew to his heart in mock hurt.

"I am offended, ma'am I can assure you that I will not say a single word while reading next to you."

"You know, it's not your words that worry me."

I shoved open the door and stalked past him. The term diva then became known as one Miss Candace Flynn.

"Candace!" He called.

"What happened to the formality?" I sneered.

The scribe looked up from his work at his desk and scowled.

"Some of us are trying to work here, young man! You wouldn't believe how much work we scribes have to go through every day so I suggest you take your lover's quarrel elsewhere!"

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Milton he'll be leaving…right now."

"I just would like to read…that's not a crime is it?"

"Young man, can you even read?" The scribe asked with an eyebrow raised.

"No, no not really but Miss Flynn promised to teach me today. Is that correct, Miss Flynn?"

"Oh, so the formality returns then."

"Is that a yes?" He asked, hopefully.

"Jeremy, read my lips N-O that spells no. There I taught you something. Happy with yourself now?"

I spun on my heel and headed back to my corner and got right on my reading without caring if I hurt his feelings or not.

However in the future days…I learned just how persistent this new carriage driver was.

"Don't you have some sort of work to do?" I asked the next day.

He was waiting for me, in the exact same spot that he was yesterday. Not that I noted exactly where he was standing. What use would I have of knowing these things?

He smiled. "I already watered the horses and saddled the princess's pony for her morning ride. I'm free for the rest of the day."

"And you don't have anything better to do but annoy me?"

He nodded.

A pinched the bridge of my nose. "I know what you're doing and just so you know ahead of time its not going to work. So just give up already and go."

I stormed past him and was thoroughly relieved when I looked back and he was gone. I went on with my normal routine ignoring that nagging voice in the back of my head that kept saying you're being to hard on him. What if he just wants to be friends?

"Oh shut it inner voice," I snapped aloud.

I'm talking to myself.

It's finally happened. I'm going completely bonkers.

"So you and Phineas thinking of having children?" I asked, leaning back into my plush seat.

Isabella sat across from me in front of the blazing fire. I sometimes come here in the afternoons just to talk with my new sister in law. She really was an amazing person and I understood why my brother would fall for her.

She sipped on her tea thinking on the question for a moment before answering.

"Maybe, someday but Phineas's is so busy these days. With running the kingdom and all…I can understand if he needs a little bit of time to get used to swing of things."

"Slight warning Isa morning sickness is terrible. It is gross and disgusting and makes you feel like you're a bottle of vomit." I paused. "Okay that made no sense whatsoever."

We laughed.

I took a sip of my tea.

"Isa, how did you know Phineas was the one? I mean it couldn't have happened overnight. This really isn't a fairytale."

The question was so random that even I was surprised that it came out. But she didn't seem fazed at all. She smiled to me and glanced over at the fireplace.

"I hated him at first you know but that was before I got to know him. One day I woke up and realized that I loved him and wanted to be with him no matter the consequences. Why do you ask? Is there a new love interest that I should know about?" She smirked.

I shook my head. "No, except a carriage driver that won't leave me alone."

She sat bolt upright. "Candace, if he's harassing you-"

"No, no! No nothing like that, Isa. He is just very persistent and doesn't seem to understand that I'm just not interested.'

Isabella eased back into her chair. "Not interested or just willing. Candace, I can understand why you're scared. I mean you're first time was…not the way it was supposed to be at all. There was no love involved and it's not what you deserve at all. Just give him a chance and if he gives you any trouble or makes you feel uncomfortable at all. Just remember that you're on a first name basis with the queen! I can have this guy arrested and executed within seconds."

I blinked. "Wow, that's power."

She nodded. "Power good or bad it's still power."

She smiled. "Just say hello to him, talk to him a bit. Get to know him before you say you don't like him. Remember the power, Candace. He'll never be heard of again if he makes you uncomfortable at all."

"I will, thanks Isabella."

"It's all good, what are sisters for? Well we'd both better be getting to supper then to bed. Phineas is going off on a little trip in a few days so we need to finish planning and-"

I laughed." Don't worry, I understand when you're trying to kick me out. I'll go and you get that business done."

She blushed as I left her chambers and retreated down the hall and up the stairs to my own.

Even later on in the late hours of the night I thought back onto her words. I mean what else did I have to lose? I'm already going to have a baby I mean what harm could a conversation do?

But of course I knew the harm it could do.

I could fall for him and I could be happy.

Then he could reject me and I could be miserable.

But I decided to for once to take the risk and say hello and talk to him and get to know him a bit. I mean it was better than being completely miserable.

Right?