#ftf:princess

Megan was so grateful to Tybalt for agreeing to be with her at the palace again as she was a bundle of nerves as she waited on the Princess.  Her letter with the appointment time was clutched in her hand and she had taken the day off work to ensure there was no issue with her getting there on time.  Glancing at her watch she checked the time on the letter knowing exactly what it said but unable to stop herself.

Ty could feel Megan’s nervousness radiating from her. He couldn’t blame her; not after how the last meeting went. If he were honest, he was feeling a bit nervous as well. But that wasn’t something he would show. He reached for Megan’s free hand and squeezed it. “It will be over soon.”

Megan gave him a weak smile.  She wanted this, she knew she had to take this step but it still felt so brutal and final.  Closing her eyes for a moment she tried to picture Carlo’s face and the smile that would greet her when she reached his home later in the evening, finally able to be together.  All too soon the door opened and they were called to the Princess’s private study.  It didn’t seem that long ago since they were sitting there with Oz being given another ultimatum but this time she was the one asking for something.  The Princess entered and after a brief greeting they got down to business.  “Lord Montague and I separated back in November.  I do not take ending my vows lightly but there is no chance of us reconciling and after six months I feel it is time that we both need to move forward in our lives,” Megan explained when asked.  “I am asking for our claim to be dissolved by mutual consent your highness.”

Tybalt listened as Megan gave her reasoning to the Princess. He knew very well how hard it was for her to say the words, even if he’d never been in this position. Endings were so terribly...final. But hopefully this would open the door she needed to move on with her life. “Your Highness, as the head of Megan’s family and on behalf of my sister who approved this Claim, I have given my full support to Megan’s decision and also request that her Claim to Lord Montague be dissolved.”

The Princess had a feeling this request would be forthcoming and it amused her. As far as she was concerned, this was the deathknell for that upstart Montague and she would feel rather successful in her reign if she could diminish or limit the power that family had accumulated for themselves over the last century. “Well, this kind of request may never be granted lightly. To enter a claim is a serious matter and to terminate it even more so.” She murmured officiously before she smiled, “However, in this instance I will not delay the matter further. I will grant this request and support the dissolution of this Claim between Megan Capulet and Osbourne Montague. Lord Capulet, I take it by your presence here today that you welcome Megan back to the ranks of your family?”

Megan nodded in understanding of the gravity of her request.  In other circumstances she would have pointed out again she wasn’t doing this lightly but her last audience with the Princess had taught her to keep her mouth shut.  As the domme continued Megan let out the breath she was holding, her request had been granted.  It was a strange mix of joy and sadness but at least the uncertainty that had hung over her life for months might come to an end.  She turned to look at Tybalt as the question was directed to him although she had absolutely no doubt as to the answer.

“Yes, your Highness,” Ty said nodding, grateful that the Princess didn’t hesitate to grant Megan’s request and even more grateful that Megan held her tongue. “Megan is welcomed back.”

The Princess nodded in acknowledgement of Lord Capulet’s confirmation of the submissive’s status in his family. “As you wish. I will mark the Decree of severance as of the 21st of June. A formal document will be forwarded to you in due course. Please leave everything with my secretary.” She continued with a graceful wave of her hand toward the person she had just referenced. “I wish you luck in future, Megan, and  most particular, better judgment in your selection of your Dominant. Please … see yourself out.”

Megan’s heart was racing and her chest getting tighter as the matter was settled.  With a momentary glance in the direction the Princess indicated she rose at the dismissal, “Thank you for your time your Highness.”  She could have said more but stopped herself, she had what she wanted and that was all that was necessary.  Making her way out to the door she handed over the paperwork to the Princess’ secretary as requested and it wasn’t until they were outside again that she felt able to speak.  “Thank you for coming with me.  I’m sorry to drag you out for such a short meeting but I don’t know if I’d have made it through the door on my own.  As I suspected though she wasn’t sad about ending my claim.  In fact I’d almost say she was pleased.”  Megan closed her eyes for a moment as she let the last few minutes sink in, she was beginning to think she was the only one who felt anything beyond joy and relief at the situation.

Tybalt wasn’t going to look a gift horse in the mouth. He added his own thanks to Megan’s to her highness and then made his way to the door with the submissive. “Trust me, you don’t have to be sorry. I’m learning quickly that the shorter the meeting is with the Princess, the better.” He reached for Megan’s shoulder and gave it a squeeze. He suspected she was right, the princess was pleased. It was clear she had no love for Lord Montague. Possibly the only thing he shared with the Princess. “Now, go and enjoy the freedom you’ve been given.”