I began partying throughout my adventures, sometimes with Princess Claude.

To be honest, I actually don't just party. No matter how many times it happens, it always leads to sleeping with different guys. Yes, making me look like a whore for awhile without them knowing who I really am. It's actually fun to be a simple person, traveling by myself, meeting other people and enjoying life outside of court.

One time, I was in Paris, obviously partying. I met this boy, who looks like he is the same age as mine. We danced and talked, and suddenly he mentioned something about his life in court in Sweden. I was shocked for a minute, because I didn't know who he really was until he told me the truth, that he was the son of the King of Sweden.

"I am the Prince of Sweden, Prince Casper. Please, I hope you understand. You need to be quiet. "

He's Prince Casper of Sweden. He's just like me, living the life and the moment without people looking at and treating you like a royal.

So I told him the truth in exchange for his honesty.

"Don't worry. I know what you feel."

"What do you mean?"

"I have to tell you something too. I am the Princess of Scotland, Princess Alexandra. The daughter of King Francis of France and Queen Mary of Scotland."

I sensed that he was pretty much shocked by just looking at his face.

"What? Is that for real?"

I nodded.

"Wow! Ah yes, I am sorry, my princess. I'm not aware."

"No, it's fine. I wasn't aware either that you're the Prince of Sweden."

He smiled.

"If you don't mind me asking, may I know why you are here in France?"

"Some situations in Scotland are so risky that I need to be back here with my relatives here in France to be safe."

"Ah yes, I definitely understand."

He nodded.

"How's Sweden?"

"Father has recently been up to something. Always busy" he sighed. "I wonder when he will stop and think about himself. Even just for once, like a day only. I've been wanting to help but some things are better left to be settled by the Swedish council or the people in authority." He added

"I actually want to help my mother. Back in Scotland but it's too dangerous for me to stay there for now. The situation is way too serious. Especially knowing that I am the only heir to the throne, and that I'm her family, she wants me safe from harm. That is something I understand." I said

"It's good that you have a great relationship with your mother. You haven't mentioned enough about your father. How is he, the king?" He asked curiously

"I guess you haven't heard it or maybe you just forgot. He died when I was a babe. That's why my mother and I also came back to Scotland."

"Oh, I am truly sorry for my rudeness, my princess"

"You don't have to be sorry." I smiled

"Now, I remember! Yes, I heard about it years ago. He's a brave man. A very great king. I may not have known him personally, but I can tell that he is. "

"He truly is" I sniffed

"Oh no, please don't cry. I'm sorry for mentioning him."

"It's alright, Casper. You needn't worry. It's just a topic that I'm still quite sad about"

He smiled

"So when will you go back to Sweden?"

"I haven't actually thought of that yet."

"Oh, why so?"

"Shall we go for a walk first?"

We went for a walk and continued our conversation.

"So actually, I just want to be free. Not that I don't have freedom in Swedish Court but you know what I mean. As a Prince and a Princess, Heirs of the Kings and Queens. We have just enough freedom to have"

"We sometimes can't even have true love."

"Yes. If I may ask, have you ever been in love, my princess?"

"Uhm. I might have likes, but maybe the word "love" isn't quite necessary for me to use"

We laughed.

"How about you?"

"I guess we're just the same."

He smiled.

We went to a room where we could stay for the rest of the night.

Both of us ended up telling each other stories about our lives in court. That was the last adventure, and a great experience after the many parties I have attended. It felt great to have met someone who had plans similar to mine. We may be just given the right amount of freedom as royals, but nevertheless, we could make our own way to follow what we want to do. Of course, though it's like that, we still need to be careful.

Before leaving Paris, I received a letter from my grandmother, Catherine.

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Alexandra,

Young lady, where are you? Why aren't you even writing to me? I heard you were partying, drinking and even sleeping with men. I will let your mother know this. Go back here immediately! It's dangerous for you back there. It's either you go back here with your guards or I will send my men to get you.

Have a safe journey back to the French Court.

Queen Mother,

Catherine

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Then another letter with a different seal, and there's no name.

It's quite suspicious to receive a letter without a name because it means either someone from the court sent it to me in secret or from a stranger.

Well, I wouldn't know unless I opened it, right?

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"Better listen to Catherine or else."

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