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Faith:


It’s been two long and dreadful weeks with Lavender at the family home even with the prince who hasn’t returned since his last visit (can’t blame the poor fella). If it weren’t for the whole family begging me to stay at home while Lavender is still around, I miss my shared flat with Phoebe who ‘s been whining about how she misses my amazing cooking because all she has had to eat is take out food.

So it was another lazy Saturday the chores done by the twins and myself however Lavender suddenly became ‘sick’ and couldn’t help with the chores.

The twins and I thought was absolutely bull because she felt too royal to help with us lowly peasants to do chores.

So it was around three in the afternoon, the chores done and the twins up in their room luckily not a sound or argument in sight.

I was texting his royal highness on my Samsung phone because he had collected my number in the beginning of our friendship and always texted when he was bored or wanted to chat about every topic under the sun.

At the moment I was texting my reply to his puzzled mind over another ‘strange phrases’ he calls I used for him.

As I was about to hit the ‘send’ button, I felt the presence of someone sitting next to me, I pressed the send quickly and placed my phone on the coffee table.

“So who were you texting Faithless before you dropped the phone because we both know you don’t have friends”

I replied sarcastically ‘shouldn’t you be in bed? Aren’t you sick?”

Lavender dramatically sighed and answered “I have made a speedy recovery faithless, you should be glad I am able to have my presence with you at all”

I scoffed and mumbled quietly “you should have stayed sick instead” Lavender’s head turned sharply and her eyes narrowed “what was that Faithless? Would you care to repeat that?”

I shrugged my shoulders and just when I was about to reply my phone’s ringtone Cameo ‘Candy’ (old school but hey the song was catchy) rung. I grabbed my phone and looking at the name it was prince Michael calling me.

I was determined to have the conversation somewhere in the house without the preying nosiness of Lavender.

Now prince Michael knew that our family were from his region of South Africa, he always wanted to talk in the native language at any given time we spoke (we only spoke English around Lavender)

“hello? What do you want?” I spoke into the phone walking out of the room where as Lavender decided to say something nasty before I left the room.

“I hope you trip faithless because I know you don’t have any friends or any social life” she spat jealous.

I turned around to face and calmly stated, “what you have just said, his royal highness has heard and he doesn’t sound happy”

I smugly strutted out of the living room seeing her face had gone a shade paler than her natural skin tone and went up the stairs while calming down the angered Prince as I walked to the twins room, luckily when I opened the door the twins were playing ‘Just Dance’ on the Nintendo Wii.

Holding the phone against my ear and placing the other on my hip, I ordered kindly to them both “alright bratlings I need this room for awhile to chat to Prince Michael”

They both grinned mischievously at my words and for once actually did what I wanted without any fuss and quickly cleaned the floor of their game before running out the room, Jules wanted to speak to his highness and I asked him if he wanted to talk to her and he gladly responded yes.

Handing the phone to Jules who ended up giggling as she spoke to him and they had small conversation while I waited on the bed. She handed the phone to me blushing and skipped out the door.

=Phone conversation=

Faith: “ok, what did you say to my little sister Prince Michael that had her skipping out the door?”
Prince Michael: “I only complimented her of her looks, she looks like a mini you…just paler”
Faith: “flattery won’t get you anywhere your highness”
His highness rejoiced joyfully at my choice of words “Yes, I finally understand one of your strange phrases”
Faith: “Only because I have explained it to you over a dozen times Prince Michael”
Prince Michael: “call me Michael, Liberian girl”
Faith: “the day you call me my name is the day I will call you by your name as well”

The conversation was abruptly interrupted by the door being opened by Eddie who stated excited “sis guess what? Lavender says she’s leaving tomorrow and won’t be back for a while”

I couldn’t help but grin at the thought of Lavender leaving at last these two weeks with her had been hell…if she had stayed for longer than that I think my patience would have snapped all together and there would have been a serious fight.

I said my thanks to Eddie who happily whistled as he closed the door and I continued my conversation with Prince Michael on the phone.

=Phone conversation continued=

Prince Michael stated smugly: “I sent her away so you and your family could have some peace for some time”
Faith: “really prince Michael? Or did you ‘send’ her way because you don’t want her as a potential Queen?” I teased sweetly to him.
He paused for a moment and then admitted whining like the big baby he was “ahhh you are right Liberian girl, her flirtiest ways almost made want me to throw up and it was disgusting there had to be a way to get her to leave… and her hitting you was the last straw” he breathed heavily into the phone, so I changed the topic to more lighter terms.

Faith: ”so….. have you found your future wife yet? We are half way into the first semester don’t you have a deadline or something by your father to have your Queen?”

Prince Michael paused once again as he didn’t talk for a moment, he was silently thinking until he spoke his voice serious and a tad nervous by the sounds of it.

Prince Michael: what If I told you… I already found my queen and she’s talking t-to me right now? What would you say to that?”

I couldn’t help but feel the butterflies in my stomach turn at his words and I shook my head to snap myself out of those thoughts I might have a very distant blood to the Queen of England but I was not worthy enough even for African Royalty.

Faith: “like I said before flattery won’t get you anywhere, your highness”

He tried to get his point about I being the one for him to rule along with him but I changed the subject to something more distant, I think he noticed and let it go.

Chapter End Notes:

Oooh a phone conversation lol, let's hope faith let's him in soon enough and the headache we all hate is gone but not forgotten 😂😱, tell me what you think 😁

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