Echo
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I was welcomed by hundreds of maids and butlers. The chauffeur carried some of my luggage and put them somewhere. I don't know where they took it but I guess they won't toss it around.

I saw the Royal couple waiting for me at the end of the line. The Prince is the only one missing because I think he has practice. The Princess was nowhere to be found. I paid my respects to each of them. The Queen hugged me which took me by surprise.

"Welcome Agent Echo," she said. I guess she knew about my reason to stay there.

"Please, call me Echo Your Majesty." Better hide the Agent before the Prince finds out. The King has a worried face smeared across his face. I guess he really is worried about his family's protection.

"I am glad Florencio could help." He's talking about the Chief. We all went up to his study to discuss our plan for the Prince's safety. I showed my classes and plans to get close to the Prince. The two of them approved everything I said.

"I really really hope he doesn't find out." The Queen pleaded. She told me that his wish for his last birthday was freedom. No guards. No spies. No extra protection. To protect him, I need to get into his friend circle. A car drove by the road, from the looks of everyone the Prince has arrived. We went downstairs to greet him and also to properly meet him as an undercover agent.

The big doors burst open as he went inside. He entered and placed his keys in the pan and headed in our direction. His hair is longer than in the picture and is styled neatly. He looks very dashing in his uniform. He was the most charming smile I've ever seen. That smile alone can melt anyone's heart but sadly not mine.

He noticed me standing beside his parents. We locked eyes. Those emerald green eyes that only a few in the world have. Are they sure it's not a gem? I never looked away as he stares at me. Is he going to stare at me the whole time? Getting kind of creepy.

"Echo Madrigal Xavier, Your Majesty." I introduced myself to cut off the staring contest we were having. I bowed to pay my respects. He extended his arm for a handshake. I didn't give him my real last name.

"Call me Archie, please." He smiled again. To not appear rude, I accept his handshake with two hands. Their butler called us for dinner. We went to the dining room. All kinds of food are served and enough to feed the 20 children on the streets. Archie pulled the sit next to him and gestured for me to sit there. I sat there and they began to take a plate in front of us. The plate is designed with rims of gold and the royal flower that is painted in the middle. If I take one plate and sell it, I would be able to buy a new gun with the money.

We slowly engage in small talk. They asked about my life as a kid. I was raised by two moms who supported me throughout my life. They never questioned my decision because they taught me how to make good decisions in life. I was adopted as a baby when they found me left behind in a trailer park. Not once in my life have I questioned their love for me. I skipped my agent part of life.

After dinner, I excused myself so that I can settle down in my room. All my luggage was in the next cabin beside the castle. That is where I will live for the next months or so.

The design of the house is very modern. It has a high ceiling and clear windows above. The waxed wooden floors and big glass windows are very beautiful. I can see the outside but they can't see me outside which is good for privacy. The receiving area of the house was very spacious. There's a big tree in the middle of the room. The house gives off a very modern cabin interior design. I love it.

My bedroom has its own skylight on the top. The bathroom has a bathtub and a shower. The marble countertop fits great. The bathroom is connected to a walk-in closet and behind one of the walls of this closet has a panic room. The royal couple told me about it when we talked in His Majesty's office earlier.

After a bath, I changed into my casual outfit to look around the place. A hoodie and leggings are what I'm wearing. I went outside the house and locked it. I wandered around their garden. The garden was like a maze. I tried to map it inside my head to familiarize it. The maze has four exits, two fountains, a gazebo, and one clearing in the center.

I sat down on a bench in front of the fountain. Some guards were passing by for their night rounds. I greeted them but they were not responsive. I got cigarettes out of my pockets. I wanted to light a stick but it keeps reminding me of someone.

"Are you going to light that up?" a masculine voice. I got defensive and almost threw the box of cigarettes at the guy. He was wearing a guard's uniform but it shows he is not one of them. Does he seriously think he could escape using that technique? The uniform does not even fit him right. Those biceps won't fit in those twig-shaped sleeves.

"Is that your best shot, Your Highness?" I teased him. He removed his helmet and sat beside me. He chuckled and placed the helmet beside him.

"How did you know?" he asked.

"I have eagle eyes and I never forget a face."

I stared at the cigarette between my finger. I would never light it up but it feels comforting to just hold it. He noticed the un-lit cigarette and pulled out a lighter. He opened it and lit the stick. I just looked at it as it burns and was tempted to inhale nicotine.

"You know it's a waste." He said. He got the cigarette and put it on his lips. I watched him as he inhales and puffs smoke. God, I miss nicotine!! I haven't smoked since that day. When he was done smoking, he threw it at the fountain.

I looked up to the stars and I can see millions of twinkling stars looking down at us. The full moon is shining and bouncing lights from the water in the fountain.

"Why are you out here and not inside your cabin?" he broke the silence.

"Why are you out here and not in the palace, Your Highness?" He smirked at my response.

"Touché." He leaned back on the bench and spread his arms on the edge. The silence is beginning again. I just he was bored and wanted to get out without alarming anyone. I felt bad for him. If I can only imagine being guarded every single day for almost 21 years. He must've felt lonely.

"Do you wanna go for a drive?" I offered him. If he wants to go outside, I'm his best choice in getting out of here. He will get a chance to go outside now and I will be with him. There is nothing we could lose. He is safer with me than with no one else.

I saw a glimpse of happiness in his eyes when I offered. He removed his guard uniform and him it in the bushes. I thought he has no clothes underneath the uniform because it was so thick. The uniform is thick that is what I meant.

He guided me to the garage where all the royal vehicles are parked. We hid behind a tool cabinet and waited for the perfect chance to get one of the keys from the box. I reached for a ranch and threw it on the opposite side of the lawn. The guards went to the noise and I quickly ran to the box and got one of the keys. I clicked the keys so we can know which one we will use. It wasn't any of the cars but a motorcycle. It was a Ducati SuperSport 950 S. My dream motorcycle!!

I stole two helmets and put one on. I threw one to His Majesty. He was hesitant to get on the bike.

"Are you scared, Your Highness?" I said mocking him and his pale face. We heard the guards shouting at us. We have to hurry so we don't get caught. They were about to grab His Majesty who was busy putting his helmet on him. I drove away before they could grab us. I can feel his heartbeat getting faster and faster. I took one of his hands and wrapped it around my waist so he won't fall.

"Hold on tight!" I said as I accelerate more. When we reached the get they noticed us coming very fast. They freaked out and began closing the gates but was not fast enough for us. I managed to get us through the tiny gap.

I looked at my mirror to see if His Highness is ok. He looked shocked and terrified. Her eyes were closed the whole ride. I stopped a smile from forming but it was cute. I accelerated more as a joke and he was taken by surprise. He hugged me tighter than before.

We stopped by the side of the riverside. I removed my helmet and placed it on the seat. His Majesty removed his helmet and put it inside the motorcycle. I saw a couple on a boat and having a romantic date at this time. His Highness is still trying to recover from the ride. I guess he is scared of motorcycles. His rapid increase in breathing began to worry me. Bullets of sweat are now falling down his face. I quickly patted his back and began soothing him. I saw a stand selling food and beverages so I bought water. I opened the bottle and gave it to him but he harshly knocked it out of my hand and fell to the ground.

He was still having a hard time breathing. I am freaking out because I don't know what I can do. He was wheezing as a sign of trouble. He was also shaking. I think he is experiencing a panic attack and I don't know what to do. I remember when I had a panic attack that time, Charles was there and knew what to do. I tried remembering what he did and then it hits me. A hug. A very tight hug.

I hugged him. A wrapped my two arms around his shoulder. I tried putting his head on my shoulder and hushing him. He was fighting me.

"Don't fight it. I know you will reject at first but focus on your heartbeat. I will go down slowly." I said while still trying to hug him. After some time he grew tired of pushing me away and began calming down. His breathing is slowly decreasing and calmer. His shaking has stopped and I saw he was okay. I unenveloped my arms but he tugged them back.

"S-stay h-h-here." He pleaded. I couldn't move knowing he still not okay. This my fault. If I knew he would end up like this, I shouldn't have forced him to get on the bike. It must've been so hard that he couldn't move one. He stood up and dusted his pants. I went to the stall again and bought water for him. This time he accepted the bottle. He drank it straight and threw it in the correct bin.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness." I kept my head down. He patted my head and smiled. How could he smile when I caused him painful memories? I looked up and saw him still masking his true emotion. His sadness and pain just masked away. He looked away ad jumped on the ledge.

"It's ok." He assured me. He began walking on the edge of the ledge. I began panicking again thinking he might fall into the water. I kept tailing him like a mother chasing his child down the street. I don't know if this is the side effect of the panic attack earlier, but he acts like a little kid. I hope I can keep up with this.