Holy shit, the king of Spain is standing in front of me. He is aware of existence... which means I'm in trouble.

I think I was staring at him for too long so he decided to speak first.

"Tiana, right?" He knows my name too... well my fake name but still! I'm so dead.

"Yes... your majesty." I gulped.

"Can I come in?" I could see the annoyance in his face.

I nodded and opened the door wider for him to come in. That's when I noticed there were three guards standing beside him. Oh shoot...

We sat on the couch, sitting across one another. The guards did not come into my room and I don't know if that's a bad or good thing.

"I guess you know why I'm here." Of course, I was mentioned in every gossip website.

"Yes." I fidget with his fingers.

"Honestly, I'm impressed as to how you were able to cover your tracks." Oh crap, does he know my real identity?

"I don't know what you mean, your majesty."

"You're obviously some con artist who is waltzing your way into my grandson's heart." So he doesn't know but what he is suggesting is not great either.

"You've done your research on me." I simply stated.

"I have to be sure that my grandson, the future king of Spain, is not ruined because he for with some orphan from Russia."

I really wanted to fire back for what he just said, but this is the king of Spain I'm dealing with here so held my anger in.

"So you've done your research on every girl that he has taken interest in?" That's probably why he didn't have his first kiss until he was seventeen cause his grandfather managed to scare them off before their feelings progress.

"You're the first girl he has ever taken interest in and unfortunately you happen to be an orphan who lived in the streets for the last four years."

I wanted to smile at the first part of the sentence but wanted to scowl at the second part of the sentence so I just showed a blank face.

"Anyway, now you'll leave my grandson alone and go back to Russia. Don't worry, your plane ticket will be paid for and I'll even give you a few hundred dollars for compensate you." He broke the awkward silence.

I knew that was coming. Not only did I not figure out who felon is working for yesterday, now I'm sent back to Russia which is right back where I started.

"I'm not giving you a choice here, Tiana." He said when I did not reply him." If I don't agree he'll just send me back by force anyway.

I sighed, "Okay, I-"

That's when the door bursts open to reveal Nicandro standing there, with a frustrated look on his face.

"Grandpa." He narrowed his eyes at the grandfather.

"Nicandro."

"Let's talk outside. Now." I could see him gripping the door handle.

The king let out a sigh and stood up from the couch.

"Leave." He said low enough that Nicandro couldn't hear.

When the door closed, I let out a breathe I didn't know I was holding. Seconds later, there was a knock on the door and Efren walked in.

"May I come in?"

"After the conversation which I had with the king, I need a few minutes to wrap my head around what just happened." I laid back on the couch and buried my face into a pillow

"You can do that, I'll be quiet while listening." And he walked in before I could say anything.

Efren walked to the window which was near to where I was sitting and opened the windows. I could here voices and quickly got up from the couch to see Nicandro and his grandfather arguing in the garden which is directly below my room.

"You can't just send her away."

"I can, and I will." The king said in a stern voice.

"Not if I can do something about it." Nicandro fires back.

"You just met her."

"I don't see a point there."

"I don't even want to think about what happens when everyone finds out you've been letting an orphan sleep under the same roof as you!" His voice boomed.

I look at Efren, he's still has a straight face on.

"I don't care!" Nicandro yelled. This is the first time I seen him get the slightest bit angry, he's always so calm and collected.

"And you're defying me now?" He took a step closer to Nicandro.

"I'm done listening to you."

"I'm your grandfather and your king, so you'll listen to me."

Nicandro stayed silent but I could feel the anger radiating off him.

I could hear him letting out a breath, "She will not stay in the mansion anymore but she'll still be in Spain."

"Fine, but if there's even one picture taken of the both of you, she will go back immediately and go off the grid." The king said and walked away. At least I still get to stay in this country.

Nicandro ruffled his hair to let out his frustration and went to sit on the bench near the pond.

"I'm be leaving then." My heart feels a little warm knowing that he stood up to his grandfather for me, but even he cant defy the king of Spain.

I sighed and walked over to the closet to start packing my things. Efren just stood there and did not say anything. An hour later, I packed up all my things into my small luggage and looked at the room one last time.

"Let me help you with that." I heard Efren's voice when I was carrying my luggage down the stairs.

I nodded and we walked down the stairs in silence.

"He has ever stood up for anyone before, you know?" Efren said when he opened the front door to reveal Nicandro waiting beside the car.

"Hey." He shifts his body uncomfortably.

"It's not your fault."

"I should've fought harder." He looked down at the ground.

"You've done all that you can." And I pulled him into a hug.

I felt like we both needed that. Also, he smells really nice.

"I've booked you a decent hotel." He said when we pulled away.

"When you say 'decent' it means a fancy suite." I chuckled.

"Maybe." He grinned.

"This feels like a goodbye." I said quietly.

"Only for now."

I furrowed my eyebrows, "But your-"

"I'll find a way."

Ten minutes later, we stopped outside the hotel that I'll be staying at. It's a very high class hotel like I predicted with someone standing there, waiting to bring your luggage inside. Efren handed me the room key and took out my luggage from the trunk.

"I have a feeling I'll be seeing you very soon, Miss." Efren said as he closed the trunk.

"I hope so." I replied.

"Here's my number if you need anything." He handed me a small piece of paper.

"Thanks, bye." I waved goodbye and walked into the hotel.

"Good afternoon, Miss. May I help you to carry your luggage to your room?" I nodded and made my way to my suite.

The suite was as big as my room in the mansion but it doesn't have that home vibe compared to it. I unpacked my luggage and put my things into the closet and drawers and felt hungry after that even though a little early. I looked at the room service and there was so many options to choose from but I went with a steak with fries and a side of corns. While waiting for the food to come, I wanted to be productive and continue on the search to find out who is working for felon and thought of one person who can help me.

Me: Got kicked out of the mansion...

Peter: Wait what? Where r u now?

Me: The king found out, he read about those things on gossip websites. Now I'm staying in a suite in a hotel, curtesy of the prince.

Peter: Want me to come over to discuss about the search?

Me: Exactly what I was thinking. Le Luna hotel, suite 6.

Peter: Damn, A SUITE?

(2) You lucky women

(3) He's so whipped

(4) Be there in thirty.