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A Kingdom for A Prince (Part 14)


I ended the call. Oh god.... he's not ok... not ok at all... I need to do something. If I move him to a hospital in the castle, he would be on high surveillance and treated with the finest doctors in England. Yeah, that's what I'll do, and possibly bring my foster parents. No, the Irish family doesn't know about them, since they starting looking for me 3 years after I moved out, they're fine, but first. I looked at Stephanie who noticed my pale face and sudden change in attitude. I have to drop her off safely first. 

"B-Brother... are you ok?"

I simply nodded and beheld the view of the castle. Beautiful.... "Hey Stephanie. I want you to run into the palace, find mom and dad and tell them I'm on my way, and keep it a secret. After that, dont leave their sight, for your own safety. You understand?"

My heart ached when I see her face drop to a sad frown. "But... But where are you going? We just met, and I've got so many questions to ask about you..."

"I know, sis, but right now, my friend needs help. I need to get to him before the Drakes do, and bring him here to protect him. I'll be back before you know it, OK?"

"Is... Is he your boyfriend...?"

I blushed. Chad is my BFF, my bro...isn't he...?

"Umm, no... Well, not really. It's... complicated. Just go back to Mommy and Daddy and be safe. Don't tell them I was with you, OK? Just say we met a while and then traveled separately to avoid being chased, and I'll be back as soon as I get my friend. Promise?"

"Only if you promise to come back," she replied, holding up her pinkie.

I smiled, she was so adorable. I wraped my pinky around hers. "Promise." Now I have a promise to keep, if I mess up, this will all be bad. The plane landed and I waved goodbye to my little sister and watched her as a guard ran up to her and escorted her into the castle, before facing the male flight attendent.

"Take me to the Eclis Hospital, where my friend was admitted."

The male nodded, "Your Highness, you can call me Alexander."

I stared at him in shock. "Alex?!" My childhood friend before I had to go into hiding. "I didnt recognize you!!"

"Yes, it's been like 17 years. Guess what, buddy? I became a S class guard here at the castle, yet also in charge of the planes."

I didnt question why he was being the attendant with such a high rank.

"Nice meeting ya again also, we will have to insert gas into the plane so...." He said before walking into the front of the pilot to inform their new route.

"S class... Wow, who'd have thunk..." I muttered to myself in awe as I returned to my seat, fastening my seatbelt. As the jet turned to its new destination, my hand slowly moved to gently caress the pinkie I used to make that pinkie promise. Huh, pinkie promise. It's something I always did with my real mom, and something my foster mom did as well to help me bond with her. I couldn't help smiling at that memory.

"So how're you holding up?"

I looked up to see Alex coming over and sat on a seat opposite mine. Looking up to see the seatbelt sign off, I undid it and gave him a bro hug.

"Man, Alex. It's been forever. How did you end up being a guard? How's your life? Tell me everything."

"Oh you know after you left, I become intrested in combat and serving my country so I decided why now try out as a guard? I trained hard, proved my loyalty and even your father was proud of me when I was appointed S class. My life has been great, how about you, bro?" He smiled.

"Yeah I guess mine was too. My foster parents are amazing and I met a really cool dude... who we're going to pick up right now."

"Ooh~ Is he your boyfriend~?" Alex asked teasing. I could tell he meant it as a joke, but I couldn't help blushing, which made him gasp. "Omigod, he IS your boyfriend!"

"No! No, he's not!" I defensively denied it, my red face betraying me.

"Nuh-uh, look at your cheeks! They're redder than a baboon's arse!"

"No, it's not!" I tried to hide my red cheeks that were burning up. "It's... It's complicated, OK?"

"How complicated can it be? You like him, don't you?"

"Y-Yeah, I mean, he's my bro since we first met at school."

"Uh-huh, and instead of asking how is he, you decided to redirect a freaking jet plane back to America where you might be captured at a moment's notice by Drake's goons to save him and bring him here. No one does that just for a 'bro', mate."

I was at a loss of words. Was he right? Was I really...falling for my BFF?

It was awkward and silent in the ride for what seems like 10 minutes until Alex broke the silence. "Now worries, bro, I'll help you save the love of your life and hey! Maybe I could even play Cupid! Oh how much I wanted to play the role of Cupid, it sounds fun! And now I can! You little lovebirds." He joked teasingly. "Wait... is he even... you know... into boys?"

"That's why I said... It's complicated..." I looked away sadly. He was known to flirt with girls; he's done it with Claire when we were at Earl's, but he also had done things that made me suspect, although it wasn't enough for me to be sure that he swings that way. "Anyway, you're my guard, how are you gonna have the time to play Cupid?"

"Who says I can't? I'm already a flight attendant as well, aren't I?" He grinned proudly. "Anyways I can help you poke him around to figure out whether he swings that way or not."

"Thanks..." I gave him an appreciative smile. "Just don't embarrass me in the process."

"No promises," he grinned. "I think we're almost there. Prolly 15 minutes give or take."

I sighed and smiled at the thought of me and Chad together.

"No way bro! You really do like him huh?" Alex said studying my face.

I flushed a tomato red, he was always so great at knowing how I feel. "Bro shut up about that!!" I said, just as the seatbelt sign lit up. We were about to land. I put on my seatbelt and waited impatiently for the plane to land.

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