She was dressed looking the paragon of royal perfection. She was standing in front of Prince William's chamber door. She was nervous. This was all her fault. She felt obligated to tell him face to face.
She raised her hand and lightly wrapped upon the door. Seconds passed slowly. Then one of the double doors opened. It was Prince William. He wore no waistcoat, only a white long sleeve shirt. His shirt was not laced in the front and his black trousers were in the process of getting buttoned by him. By the look of surprise on his face he hadn't been expecting her. She swallowed hard. He looked good. His wound was still bandaged.
He quickly closed his shirt, surprised at her presence and then he spoke, "Your Majesty! Ah... Good morning. I-I wasn't expectin-"
She pushed past him using the element of surprise to walk into his chambers. She was surprised to see that the room was clean. The bed was untouched.
