A Princess of Wales' story

24.

Faith's heart raced a little faster as she stood beside her father, Prince Charles, outside the imposing gates of  her School. The whispers and sidelong glances from the students were impossible to ignore, but she drew strength from the protective presence of her father. Charles, leaned down with a warm smile, his eyes reflecting a blend of love and concern.

"Alright, baby girl, ready for another day of conquering the world?" he teased.

Faith rolled her eyes playfully. "Always, Papa. You know me, unstoppable."

Charles chuckled, placing a gentle arm around her shoulders as they strolled towards the entrance. The photographers outside the gates were relentless, their cameras clicking away, but Faith focused on the comforting warmth of her father's embrace.

As they entered the school, Faith couldn't escape the prying eyes of her classmates. But Charles, with his royal grace, paid no mind to the attention. He guided her through the maze of hallways, pausing at her locker.

"Anything you need, sweetheart? Books, snacks, secret gadgets?" Charles grinned, his eyes twinkling mischievously.

Faith laughed, shaking her head. "Just the usual, Papa. I've got everything I need right here." She tapped her chest, right over her heart.

Chuckling warmly, Charles bent down to plant a tender kiss on Faith's forehead. "You're my little star, always shining bright,"

The teasing glint in his eyes didn't go unnoticed by the watching students. Faith decided to play along, wrapping her arms around her father in a tight hug. "Promise me, Papa, you'll behave yourself today."

"I make no promises, baby, you know me too well," Charles replied, returning the hug just as tightly.

The students around them exchanged amused glances, and a few couldn't help but smile at the endearing sight of the future king engaged in a playful exchange with his daughter.

Before parting ways for the day, Charles cupped Faith's face in his hands and pressed a tender kiss to each cheek. "You've got this, honey. Remember, I'm just a call away if you need anything."

 he whispered, gently ruffling her hair.With a final affectionate squeeze of her hand, Charles left Faith to face the school day. he had to talk with the school principal about the precautions.

Charles strode through the echoing corridors of the School, the quiet hum of student chatter filling the air. As he reached the headmistress's office, he couldn't shake the feeling that this visit would mark a turning point for Faith's life at the school.

Mrs. Thompson, anticipating his arrival, rose from her desk with a welcoming smile. "Your Highness, thank you for joining me. How was Faith's first day back?"

Charles nodded, a mixture of pride and concern in his eyes. "She faced it with remarkable courage, but I need to discuss a matter of utmost importance."

Mrs. Thompson motioned for Charles to take a seat, her expression becoming more serious. "Of course, Your Highness. Please, share your concerns."

Taking a deep breath, Charles began, "Faith has a severe heart condition. It's a matter we've kept private for her well-being. last week's incident in the hallway was a reminder of the delicate balance we're dealing with."

Mrs. Thompson's eyes widened in understanding. "I see. Your Highness, we are committed to ensuring Faith's safety and well-being here. What measures would you like us to take?"

Charles leaned forward, his voice low but firm. "I want to make it clear that this information must be kept confidential. Only you, the teachers, and the medical staff should be aware of Faith's condition. It's crucial that the students remain unaware for her own peace of mind."