A Royal Dilemma~ Part 2
If you missed Part 1 you can see it here:
About an hour later I went into my bedroom to get changed.
“Lizbeth, please bring Ruby’s dress at once.” My mother ordered. She was getting stressed. The coach was all ready aside from a few chests that needed to be loaded on and I needed to leave as soon as possible.
“Here it is Your Highness.” Lizbeth said as she held up my dress.
“Mother, isn’t that a bit too fancy? I am going to be in the country after all.” I said.
“Well, perhaps it is, but this is your plainest dress. Lizbeth, Maggie, please help Ruby into her dress.” Mother said.
After I was changed and the servants had gone to load up the coach, I hugged my mother for a long while.
“When will I be able to return?” I asked, my eyes swelling with tears.
“Soon, my dear.” Mother replied, I could tell she was trying to hold back her tears.
My mother took off my crown and placed it on my vanity. “It will be waiting right here for you.” Mother said.
“Ruby, I have something I want to give you. My mother gave it to me when I was married.” Mother said.
I unwrapped the little handkerchief to find a beautiful golden necklace. The heart was a locket with pictures of my mother and father.
“Oh, Mother! It’s beautiful! Thank you!” I said. Then my father walked in to say that the coach was ready.
As my father held my hand to help me up into the coach, I turned around and said, “Please don’t make me go! I want to stay here with the both of you!”
“Ruby, you know there is no other way. You must go, it is for your own protection.” Mother explained.
“Remember the poem, daughter. We love you.” Father said as the door closed.
My mother and father watched me drive off with tears in their eyes. None of us knew how long it would be before we saw each other again.
The next morning I woke up to the sound of chickens. “This must be where my Aunt Beatrice lives!” I thought to myself. “My it is certainly a very small house.”
As instructed by my father, the driver and guards unloaded the coach and drove off. I had to carry all of my own luggage. “Well, perhaps I could just bring in one small bag for now.” I thought.
“Hello? Are you Aunt Beatrice?” I asked with a grunt. That bag was not as small and light as I thought!
“Weeeelll!! Howdy! You must be Ruby! Yes, I am your Aunt Beatrice, but you can just call me Aunt Bea. Well, landsakes alive, you are just the spittin’ image of your ma!” Aunt Bea said. Wow, she was a talker!
“It is nice to meet you, Aunt Bea! Wh-where can I put my things?” I stammered as I took off my cloak.
“Oh, just set ’em down right there! That’ll do fine. I expected you to have a huge movin’ truck bringing in tons of chests, suitcases, and the like.” Aunt Bea laughed.
“Oh, I have more outside, but I’m not used to carrying my own luggage.” I said and then all of a sudden a dog came charging and jumping at me!
“AAAAH!! AAAH!! AAH!! Get away!! Shoo! Go on! AH!” I screamed.
“Bandit! Get off of her right now!” Aunt Bea ordered.
“AAH! Whoa-AAH!!” I screamed. He would not get away from me!
“AAAAAH!! Oof!” I screamed.
Just as Bandit jumped on me Aunt Bea said, “BANDIT!! RIGHT NOW!” Then he stopped.
Aunt Bea helped me up and told Bandit to go lie down.
“Wh-what was wrong with him?” I stammered.
“Oh, it’s just cause you’re new. He’ll get used to ya’, don’t fret. If he can get along with my cat, I’m sure he’ll get along with you.” Aunt Bea replied.
“Come over here and sit down. I’ve got some eggs and toast made for ya’.” Aunt Bea led me over to her table.
“Well, don’t worry none about how you’re eatin’, no need to impress me. Go on and dig in!” Aunt Bea said with a laugh.
“Oh, no thank you, I’m fine.” I said. It was going to be very strange living in this small house. What on earth was I going to do here?
That’s the end of Part 2! Look for Part 3 coming up soon!