Saturday 10th June.
(7:00 am)
"Princess Diana's broken engagement, what would happen to the people of Ofuland"
"Billionaire Winter in a relationship with Princess Diana?"
"Fred, princess Diana and Winter's story deep dive"
"Princess Diana love triangle"
"Princess Diana dilemma, who is going to be the next king of ofuland?" The more I scrolled through my phone the more they kept popping up, lies all lies.
"Princess Diana this, Princess Diana that, oh lord, give me a break." Nothing is going on between me and Winter, how I wished there was, though. Not to mention, Mom already sees me as a disappointment; I knew she always wanted a male child; maybe that's why she left me at Gran Grans at birth.
"Hi princess, are you free for dinner at 8 pm?" A text from Winter popped up on my phone.
"Sure," I replied, I do need some time off everything going on in the palace; this could be it.
"Your Highness, you are awake?" Lina walked in with my dress for the day.
"I would be having my breakfast here, Lina." I wasn't ready to have breakfast with the rest of the family; I needed my peace. I don't think I can handle any more drama.
"So, no need for this, I guess." She began to walk back into my closet.
"No, I would be going out later during the day," I said.
"Knock knock" there was someone at the door.
"Good morning, Your Majesty." Idar opened the door as she was the one knocking.
"Good morning, how are you doing?" I asked.
"What's going on? Why is this place so gloomy?" Idar said as she walked to my bed to sit down.
"Have you seen the news?" Grace chipped in, when did she get into the room?
"Why aren't you at the dining table?" Idar asked; these questions were beginning to overstimulate me; I needed a break.
"Give me a minute." I got up from bed to freshen up; I needed to look good at least.
(7:00 pm)
"Change the crown; it looks a bit tacky," Idar advised as I was getting ready.
"I like this better," Grace insisted.
"Be fast, please, the car is already waiting for me." I was in total panic mode, or should I go as my regular self?
"All done princess" Lina was still making sure the crown was secured.
I don't want to be seen in public without my crown; it is one thing that is frowned upon in Poland, 'not looking like royalty when you are one.'
"Do you like it?" Idar asked to know if there was something she could adjust for me.
"Thank you." I was late again; I hurriedly walked out of my room to the car.
"Good evening, princess," the royal escort greeted me as he opened the car door for me.
"I'm late already; move it," I commanded. This was our second date, and I didn't want to be late.
'I wonder how mom would feel when she gets the news,' I thought to myself; come to think of it, what hasn't she talked about? She told me I would have been of use to her if I was a male child if I would be king.
It was getting crowded in here, and the air was getting heavy to breathe. "Diana, don't cry." My eyes were already filled with tears; it was as if all the weight of the relationship was finally weighing on me.
I wish I did not have to live life like this, always scared, always trying to cut myself to make myself acceptable.
"Princess, we have arrived," Jose alerted me as we drove into the restaurant; he was such a wonderful driver.
"Thanks" I began to walk towards the eatery.
"Hey princess," Winter held me up as he began to lead the way, "Some roses," he handed me a bouquet of them.
"They smell lovely" Oh, he was so nice and gentle to me, unlike my ex, who was only nice for show.
"I'm glad you like the,m," he said as we sat down on the table.
"Sorry I am a bit late; I was caught up in something." I apologize for my lateness.
"Oh come on, it's no big deal," he said, confronting me; I wished some of the rumors were true, like one of us being together, but I'm glad I was able to break things off while I still can.
"Are you okay?" Winter asked in a worried tone. "You seem to be out of it. Is anything bothering you, princess?"
"I am fine," I responded; I was worked up about everything that was going on, but besides that, I was cool.
"Are you sure? You don't seem like the cheerful person I met at the airport; you look down," he continued talking.
"Oh well, I am fine, don't worry about it." I tried to avoid the entire conversation; I wasn't going to admit to him that I wasn't doing okay mentally, not at all.
"You can tell me anything, dear; I know we are not that close now, but trust me, I am here for you." There was just something about his voice that made me comfortable; I felt like I could be myself here and no one would judge me for anything.
"By the way, I don't know if this is an appropriate time or place to ask you, but if I don't, my conscience will kill me," Winter continued after a brief moment of silence.
"Then go ahead" I encouraged him.
"I want us to explore what we have, our connection a bit deeper; I want you to be by my side." he looked like he was struggling; his nose was getting red, and it made him look even cuter.
I've been thinking a lot about us, Diana. I feel a deep connection with you, and I want to explore it further. Will you be my girlfriend?"He said as he dropped a piece of jewelry on the table.
"Click!" I heard the shutter sound of a camera.
"Dub dub," my heart was racing; I could feel the blood rushing through my entire body.
"What's that?" Before I could gather myself, there were already five men taking pictures of us in the restaurant; who let them in? What's going on? How did they know I was here?
"I'm sorry about that, do you want to leave? I would understand it if you do" I don't think leaving is going to solve anything.
"Don't you think it's a bit too early? For this?" I asked; I barely knew him; I would love to be in a relationship with him, but what if? What if history repeats itself? I am not ready for that.
"Well, princess, I do, but I also think I should be honest with you." The tension in the room was getting much as the number of presses kept on increasing.
I took a deep breath, her heart racing. "I've been feeling the same way, Winter. I'd love to be your girlfriend."
I smiled as I accepted the jewelry he had dropped on the table.
"Thank you"
"Are you comfortable? Do you want to leave?" He asked concernly.
"Since they want a story, why don't we give them one?" I was done hiding; it only made them want to come for me more; I am going to face this head-on.