The Royal Baby

"Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!"

I slowly turned around to welcome a high pitched voice of a baby girl. I felt her jump up and down my bed and I'm getting dizzier. She was like a horse galloping on my bed and she wouldn't stop if I didn't address her immediately.

"Mommy, wake up! Granny Nuanna prepared some pancakes and hot coco. Wake up!"I rolled my eyes and smiled as I open my eyes to meet my sweet little angel. Vianne Eloine is just four years old and she is like a woman if she was demanding. I don't even know where she inherited this trait. Perhaps from her father?

I shook my head and forget that idea. I should forget everything what we had done.I stretched out and smiled and snatched her waist. Her shriek made the bedroom crumble and I pinned her down my bed.

"Young woman! What did I say about knocking on Mommy's door?"

Her giggles didn't stop as I torture her with my tickles on her waist and underarms. Just like her father.

"Mommy said to knock three times before entering the bedroom." She said in the middle of her giggles and she was fighting me off by swatting my poor hand. "But, Mommy! I already knocked. You didn't hear it!" She shrieked again and kept on fighting me off. I stopped and fell on my bed beside her. I kissed her soft smooth cheek and she smiled widely.

"Granny was making breakfast and she sent me to wake you up, Mommy."

"Mommy will be awake on just soft knocks, Vianne."

"But you didn't." She hugged me tight and nuzzled my chest. "Mommy, Get up... please..."

I sat up and straightened my hair. I helped my little angel up and steadied her on the floor. She ran outside the room and left me with a huge smile on my face.

I stood up and took my robe hanging on the clothes rack and wore it. I tied my hair up and went down my room.

Once I was in the kitchen, I saw Nuanna preparing our breakfast. There sat my little Vianne and Frederick. I greeted them Good Morning and smacked the kids' cheeks with kisses.

"Geiyianne, how many appointments do you have today? The family day if Frederick and Vianne are today." Nuanna said while pouring the hot cocoa in our mugs.

I went to the stove and took the left plates there and placed it on Vianne and Frederick's front.

"I have canceled my appointments today, Nuanna for the kids and I will be home for the whole day."

"As always, my dear. Come now and sit."

I sat on the bar stool in between Vianne and Frederick. They were eating neatly and thank heavens that there will be no mess around here. I silently ate my pancakes and thought of my day with the kids. I would be packing a whole bag for just the two of them. It’s alright, they're my kids and I should attend to them.

Truthfully, Frederick isn't my son. He was adopted by Nuanna and I stood as his mother. He is five and he is Vianne's big brother. Vianne just entered school this year and she was at the nursery level. While Frederick was in Kindergarten.

I both send them to school and pay for them through my work as a Pediatrician in St. Mary Medical Hospital. I don't mind the financial status of my family. But what I mind is the incomplete status of it. Frederick and Vianne have no father and I have no intentions of telling them who. Actually, it's Vianne I'm worried about. I couldn't tell who her father is. I don't want to shame myself by telling that her mother was weak and unsteady and left her father because of our marriage complications. I wanted to give Vianne a normal life but I, her own mother, is forbidding her to.

I simply didn't want to face the shame I brought to Denmark when I left.

"Geiyianne, whatever happened to you and Victor?"

I sighed and I'm certain that Mom heard it from the line. I was in Paris now and I'm waiting for my ob-gyne to tell whether I was pregnant or not.

"I simply had to let him go, Mom. Our marriage was complicated and I think I couldn't survive it. We both won't survive the pain it would cause if we let it through."

"Victor is mourning of your absence and he was forced to marry Yuania when the news of your absence broke out."

That news made my world fall apart. I care for Victor. I care for him, I love him and I have to leave for the sake of our sanity and our clarity to our rule. We had to stay away from each other to stay sane.

"The Parliament decided your marriage and Victor's was not valid and it was sent to order that it was illegal. Geiyianne, tell me where are you? Victor is losing his mind."

I felt my tears slipping away from my eyes and I had to sound casual to my Mother. "He doesn't understand, Mom. We can't be together. Ask him about the Agreement we have made before we were wed."

"What Agreement, Geiyianne?!"

"You will understand when Victor shows it to you."

"At least, tell me where you are. Or I will have no choice but to hunt you down."

"You sound like you are hunting for a beast, Mom. Am I?"

Woah. I had the guts to humor this situation. I noticed my Ob-Gyne standing before her door holding an envelope that may contain my pregnancy test results. I stood up and went in. I sat down the stool and went back to my conversation with my Mother.

"I am and I will imprison you in a tower here in Italy once I find you, young lady! I am not joking. Tell me where are you?"

"And then what? You will tell Victor and risk everything? I am still sane and he will be too once he has no knowledge of my whereabouts."

"Geiyianne Seraphine Rivardacci di Capodimonte! You are a crown princess and you have to be in your country!"

I sighed. Mom will not let me rest. "I will tell you once I'm ready, Mom. Tell Victor I love him so much. I just had to let him go."

"Geiyianne!"

"Bye, Mom." I pressed the off button and I never heard my Mom's voice ever again.

I turned to Dr. Camois and smiled. "Sorry about that ruckus, Dr. Camois. It's my Mother."

"I understand, Geiyianne." She pulled some papers out of the envelope and gave it to me. I read the contents and went through it. On the bottom right corner of the paper, it was clearly stamped on the paper. POSITIVE. Shit. I'm with child. I think my blood was drained when I saw the results. It said there that I was eight weeks pregnant. And I'm perfectly healthy.

Dr. Camois advised me to lessen my stress and it would affect my pregnancy. She gave me a little book on the Do's and Don't's about pregnancy. I think I'm going to be sick.

I'm with Victor's.child.

That was the last time I consulted Dr. Camois. She already knew I was the Princess of Italy and wife of Victor. She sold the details of my whereabouts to the media after knowing I was the missing royalty. I went to the United Kingdom to seek help from the English Monarchy and I am grateful that Queen Ameilliah Michelle managed to recognize me when I visited Buckingham Palace. She concealed me from the public and let me stay there until my seventh month. She brought me to Copenhagen when Vianne was already eight months. I had to give birth there because of my daughter's nationality. After all, she is the rightful heir to the throne. On what the Parliament did to our marriage, it's like Vianne was dethroned.

It was hard at first, the life without my family, but I had to do this. Just to save my family from shame. I couldn't even look at them. I know this child wasn't a shame but I am the shame itself.

I finished my degree when Vianne turned one. I was really alone those times and I really wanted to give up. I know I can't so I gave my might for my little angel. When I first saw Vianne, I already knew I am facing a beautiful new life.

Vianne became my motivation to move on and work hard. Of course, I am a mother now I should think of the best for my daughter.

I worked as a secretary in the Ministry of Finance in Copenhagen and I had to leave my young Vianne in the hands of Nuanna Haaderginger. I met Nuanna on the plane back to Denmark when I was only a month left before my labor. She knew that I was the Princess and I begged her not to tell where I am. She promised me her loyalty and I didn't have doubts. Maybe if I did, I wouldn't be with Nuanna and Frederick right now.

After I finished my specialization degree in Pediatric Medicine, I went here in America to be a resident doctor. I'm being paid fairly and I have no complaints about the administration or management of the hospital.

It had been better oitside the life in Palace or Complex. Though I know that it would be best that I stayed but what about my welfare and the Vianne's identity? I rather not think about it. It would just cost me my sanity again.