Be My Princess: Wilfred A. Spencer (COMPLETED)

Prologue

(What's going on here...?)

A man in front of was down on one knee. I still didn't know the identity of the man in front of me. Or did I realize that this meeting would change my life forever...

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(My goodness... Everything is so beautiful!)

I was out enjoying my first day off since arriving here in Charles Kingdom as an exchange student. This country, with a history spanning 80 generations, values its people's autonomy over old traditions and has a glamorous streak. This sense of glamour seemed to tint the picture-perfect streets of the city as well as the people filling its streets. I always dreamed of seeing it for myself, and now I'm here.

(Seeing it in person really is different than looking at photos... hm?)

It was then that I saw an old man in the street, doubled over.

Regina: "A-Are you okay!?"

I called out to him as I hurried to his side and the old man looked up at me with a troubled expression, and my eyes were met with an elegant face and fine clothing.

Old Man: "Oh, I suddenly feel a tad unwell is all..."

The old man let out a painful sigh.

(I wonder if he's from around here?)

Regina: "Well, I saw a park just over there."

Regina: "Would you like to sit with me on one of the benches?"

I rubbed his back gently as I invited him.

Old Man: "That's all right, someone should be coming for me soon enough..."

The old man's words trailed off as his eyes rested on the necklace I was wearing.

Old Man: "Miss, that necklace...?"

Regina: "Oh, this?"

I touched the necklace that lay against my skin.

Regina: "It's one of my personal treasures, from my mother..."

Regina: "Um... is there something...?"

Old Man: "No, no, it's nothing. Please excuse me.'

Old Man: "I can get distracted from time to time."

Regina: "That's all right..."

A luxury car then drove up to us, and a man climbed out. He seemed in a hurry.

Man: "Master, has something happened?"

I addressed the now kneeling man from the car, whose face had turned pale.

Regina: "He seemed to be feeling unwell."

The man looked even more troubled by my words and he put his hand to the old man's shoulder.

Man: "Are you all right, sir?"

Old Man: "Yes, much better thanks to this young lady. ...Thank you."

The old man leaned on the younger man's hand as he straightened up and smiled at me.

Regina: "No, please. Anyway, I should get going..."

I gave a little bow and I turned around as to leave... but the old man called out to stop me.

Old Man: "Please, one moment."