I'd slept since four on Saturday afternoon till eleven on Sunday morning. I lay in my bed with the covers pulled over my head, I didn't feel sick, didn't even have a headache and that just disappointed me. Eventually I dragged myself out of bed and went in search of food. Jenson sat on one of the pristine sofas drinking coffee and working through some paperwork. I ordered room service, nothing heavy just two different desserts and a glass of orange juice.

"That's not healthy," Jenson said without looking up from his papers. He wore this stupid little glasses whenever he had to read important things, I didn't think they really did anything except make him look like he knew what he was doing, which he probably didn't.

"Oh well," I said dropping into the seat beside him, "Did Mother send those?" I asked nodding at the papers,

"Yes, she wants you to take a look and have everything signed by the end of the day." Jenson replied, "It's just standard procedures, new rooves and fixing walls, that sort of thing."

I sighed, "I thought she said I had a year before I'd have to even deal with anything?" I questioned.

"Some things can't wait a year," Jenson commented as a knock sounded on the door.

"Just sign them for me, please?" I asked as I got up to answer it, I'd expected room service but instead I got an incredibly smiley Serena Van Der Woodsen. I must have looked disappointed because she said,

"Nice to see you too, Clem." And laughed a little, I opened the door wider so she could come in.

"Sorry, I thought you were going to be cake." I laughed, I was still in my pyjamas so I excused myself for a moment to change and maybe brush my hair. When I came back, Serena had made herself comfy and Jenson had made himself scarce.

"Your Bodyguard was signing your name on a lot of important looking papers," Serena commented and I waved it off.

"He does that when I don't want too, it's fine." I laughed. Another knock at the door, I hoped this was my food and my stomach growled in agreement. I answered the door and sure enough it was my food. I offered Serena one of my desserts which she accepted happily.

"How did you know I was coming?" Serena laughed and she tucked in to a slice of chocolate cake.

"Actually they were both mine," I said sheepishly taking a sip of my orange juice. I picked up a fork and started to eat a slice of toffee cheesecake. Serena looked at me with a grin. "So what can I do for you, Serena?" I asked, it wasn't like her to just show up.

"Well, actually Blair asked if I'd invite you to her party tonight, it's meant to be pretty huge." Serena told me, I didn't see why she couldn't just call and tell me about it but she maybe just wanted an excuse to get out of her own room for a bit.

"Why would Blair invite me to a party?" I asked "She's done nothing but send me death stares since I got home." Serena shrugged at me, and took another bite of her cake.

"Chuck's going to be there, maybe you can talk to him?" Serena suggested and I went on to tell her about how I had already talked to him the night before. "Oh, Clem," She said, "I don't know what you really expected from him."

"To be nice to me?" I suggested, "I played his stupid games for the last five years of my life, I go home for a year and when I come back I think I can just fall back into my old life but everything's different." It frustrated me, "I'm only here for a year," I told Serena, "don't tell anybody but once this years up I have to go back to Benvia."

Serena looked at me like she couldn't believe what I'd just said. "What do you mean? Why do you have to go back?" I wanted to explain it to her but I didn't want to give up my secret, I didn't want her to think different of me. "You can tell me anything, Clem, you know that right?"

I sighed, I trusted Serena. I trusted sober Serena even more. "My name is Clementine Ramona Medici-Davinbride." I told her and she just kept looking at me, "Princess Clementine Ramona Medici-Davinbride of Benvia." Her eyes widened and her eyebrows raised, she didn't believe me. I hadn't expected her too, Benvia was such an unknown country that the thought of them even having their own royal family probably seemed farfetched to anyone. "I have a year till I become eighteen and have to take the throne from my father who died last year."

Serena shook her head at me, "I don't understand," She said and I reached down the side of the sofa, Jenson always stuck his newspapers down there while he was still reading them. I pulled it out and showed the front cover to Serena. It was the Benvian newspaper and on the front cover was a tasteful photo of me boarding a plane to fly back to America. Serena read the headline, 'Princess Flees the Country'.

"I didn't flee, I came back because here always felt like home when home never did." I said, "I came back to fix things with people and to tell Chuck... Well I don't know what I was going to tell Chuck but it was something." I put the plate of half eaten cheesecake on the coffee table. "If I don't go back for my coronation at the end of the year, I abdicate the throne to my cousin, Katerina because my little brother is too young to take it and Katerina's father is a tyrant, I could never leave my country to him even if I know I don't want it myself." It all seemed ridiculous, it was my truth but every word I said just felt more and more ridiculous.

"So," Serena said, "Do I have to call you 'Your Highness' now?" She asked and her stunned expression melted into a playful smile.

"You call me that and I will have you executed." I teased back. "Oh Serena, you can't tell anyone." I told her seriously, "I shouldn't have even told you, if my uncle finds where I am he could seriously pose a threat to my life. That's why I've lived in New York most of my life."

"What I don't understand is if your mother is still alive can't she just be queen?" Serena asked and I smiled.

"Benvian law states that one ruler must have royal blood. My mother doesn't have royal blood she was married into the line and therefore cannot rule the country without my father." I explained, Benvia's laws were old and seriously needed updating with the world but for now I couldn't do a thing about them.

We sat in silence for a while, I didn't want to push Serena while it was a lot of information to take in, I'd gone from New York socialite to actual Princess in a matter of minutes, it was a lot to get your head around. I felt better knowing that someone knew my secret though, like a weight had been lifted just a little bit from my shoulders.

"So are you coming to Blair's party?" Serena asked with a smile, just like that she'd accepted it and moved on. I breathed a sigh of relief and once again I thanked the world for Serena's friendship.

"I wouldn't miss it." I said and picked up my fork once more to eat my cheesecake.

I don't have anything to really say, except for thank you so much for all the reviews. I'm glad you're enjoying this more than I am :') ~RainbowVeins