Okay you know what? The response has been over the moon! You guys are freaking awesome. I can't believe it! I decided to update a little sooner because I love you guys and because unfortunately I won't have the time to update in a while. Hopefully I'm wrong and surprise you but don't hold your breath ;p So without further ado here it is!

Mistakes are mine and obviously I don't own anything so do not sue me.

Enjoy!

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Rachel knocked on the King and Queen's door alone and waited to be opened.

When she had gotten out of the bathroom she didn't see him anywhere. So she had gotten dressed and ready for the dinner that night and then headed to her in-laws room.

"Wow Rachel you look beautiful." The Queen said when Rachel walked into the suite.

Rachel blushed and walked into the room looking at the Queen's dress. "You look beautiful too Mali."

This dinner was a little more formal so they were wearing a long dress.

"Okay now that everyone is here, we can leave," Jawara said looking into his phone typing into it when he looked up at Rachel and smiled. "Very nice."

"Thank you." Rachel smiled and from the corner of her eye saw the Prince walk into the suite as well.

"Jawara are you flirting with my wife again?" asked the Prince while he eyed Rachel up and down and then looking back at Jawara.

"My apologies sir."

"Noah stop acting like you care." Rachel said calmly.

"Oh we are calling by our names now huh?" the Queen smirked at her son.

"Don't start mother," he glared at her. Only close people to him called him Noah so for Rachel to call him that, he must be warming up to her. The Queen smiled excitedly.

The King appeared from the bedroom and cleared his throat. "Are we ready?"

"Yes my love," the Queen held the King's arm and they walked out.

"Okay you two lets go," said Jawara as he stood by the door waiting for the young couple to walk.

"After you my dear," said the Prince smirking.

Rachel rolled her eyes and walked passed him.

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The dinner was very fancy. Anybody who was anybody was in that room. Rachel was seated next to the Prince and next to him were the Queen and King.

That night Rachel learned there was still many Kings and Queens around the world and all were passionate about what the work each of them did.

The Prince was in awe as Rachel made small talk with everyone on their own table and how professional she behaved and the confidence she radiated.

Just like a future Queen.

He shook his head in disbelief. He knows he's going crazy now thinking like that. He chuckled which made Rachel look at him.

"What?" she eyed him suspiciously yet smiling as the loving newlyweds they were.

He leaned in close to her enough to feel his breath against her face but not enough to kiss her. "It's inappropriate," he smirked.

"That hasn't stopped you before," she whispered, as she looked him in the eyes.

The table was intrigued at the young couple whispering to each other while their faces where only inches apart.

"I know but people are staring," he whispered back and gave her a peck on the lips.

She cleared her throat smiling at him and then resumed talking with one of another many King's daughters.

The Prince cleared his throat and looked at his mother who was amused. "Shut it."

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Rachel put her clutch on the table close to the door as the Prince closed the door behind them. She walked to the room and grabbed her pajamas to change. When she came out of the bathroom, she saw that he wasn't in the room.

"What are you doing?" she asked as she saw him seating on the couch.

"You slept on the couch last time so now it's my turn."

She was exhausted and didn't want to argue so she walked back to the room.

"Good night."

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It was almost 1 in the afternoon when the Prince and Rachel sat in the back seat of the town car where they would take them to a small village deep in the country. She was getting nervous the closer they would get. She didn't know what to expect but had an idea from what they showed on TV and the pictures Jawara had showed her.

When they got there Rachel wanted to cry. How can people live like this? She could tell the volunteers from the unfortunate ones. There was a lot of wet mud from the rain that morning, women barely dressed, kids only wearing makeshift underwear made of quilt, she could go on.

"I shouldn't have worn white pants," she whispered.

"Come on," the Prince said taking her hand and both walking away from the town car.

There were no houses or buildings, just various sizes of shelters made of bamboos and tree branches.

Rachel and the Prince walked towards the head volunteer and introduced themselves.

"It's great to have you here. My name is Angela. You'll meet the rest of my helpers while you walk around."

"What can we do to help?"

"Right now we are getting lunch ready for them. It's not a lot cause we don't have the funds but we have rice, chicken and milk and water lots of water," said Angela while she got the plates ready.

"Okay where do you want me?" Rachel wanted to help as much as she could.

"There's going to be a line in a bit. You can talk to them and make them feel important by listening to them."

Rachel nodded. "My husband can help serve food."

"That'd be great," Angela smiled as the Prince kissed Rachel on the cheek and went to help serve the food while Rachel got ready to talk to the kids.

So for an hour Rachel made small talk with the poor people while they waited in line to eat. She learned that they always looked forward when the volunteers came because they knew they were going to eat well than what they usually ate during the normal days. They also received pants and shirts to wear for a while until the next time the volunteers come back again with more.

Rachel was now walking around watching everything and everyone and it was very emotional but she couldn't and wouldn't cry in front of them. She noticed a little girl in a corner just looking around her. She was only wearing the quilt around her waist to cover her bottom private parts.

"Hi," said Rachel.

"Hi," said the little girl shyly.

"What are you doing over here alone?" Rachel asked softly so she would scare her.

The little girl shrugged her shoulders and kept looking at Rachel. Rachel got on her knees so she could be face to face with the little girl.

"How old are you?"

"I'm five," the little girl whispered.

"Wow you're so big," smiled Rachel and sighed in relief when she saw the girl smiling back a little. "What's your name?"

"Aggie," the little girl whispered.

"Hi Aggie my name is Rachel."

"That's pretty."

"Thank you. I think you're name is pretty too," the little girl smiled. "Did you eat?"

Aggie shook her head.

"Are you hungry?"

Aggie nodded.

"Come on," Aggie grabbed Rachel hand and they walked towards Angela.

The Prince watched from afar in awe and amazement. His wife truly and honestly had the biggest heart his ever known a person to have. He kept watching until he had to go back and help out.

"Look who I found hiding out." Rachel said walking towards Angela.

Angela smiled and got a plate ready for Aggie. Rachel took it and they went to seat on a table. Since most of the people had already eaten there was more space.

Aggie started to eat really fast.

"Whoa Aggie sweetie stop. If you eat that fast you'll get sick."

"I'm sorry," Aggie started to cry softly.

"Oh honey. No please don't cry. I just don't want you to get sick," Rachel picked up Aggie and sat her on her lap. "Come on I'll help you and you can tell me more about you." Rachel smiled and waited for Aggie to respond.

Aggie smiled and nodded excitedly.

Rachel learned Aggie had lost her siblings and mother to hunger and she was alone but stayed with other kids in one of the shelters.

By the time they got in the car, Rachel clothes were covered in mud and the Prince was also dirty.

"Don't worry about the clothes, I'll get you knew ones." The Prince said looking at her.

She didn't say anything. She just wanted to get back and cry in privacy. She waved at the kids who watched her leave and then sighed when the car had left the place.

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Rachel had taken a shower and went to lie on the couch while the Prince took his shower. She started thinking about the day's event and out of nowhere she began to cry softly. Tears ran down her face and she just let go after holding it in all day. Suddenly she feels arms around her picking her up and moving towards the room.

She kept crying softly and sniffled when she saw the Prince get on the other side of the bed and pulled her towards him so he could wrapped his arms around her. She rested her head on his naked chest and cried herself to sleep.

TBC

I know. I know. Don't hit me. It was sad in the end but come on our favorite couple looked like they made some progress huh?