Princess Antoinette, or Anna, was born into a powerful and wealthy family. Her mother and father have always strived for greatness and want Antoinette to follow in their footsteps. She marries Prince Nicholas and is introduced to the British royal f...
The plane lands in Paris and I look out the window, excited to be home. There is a few paparazzi around the place as we leave the plane and walk through the airport, but security do their best to get rid of them. We get in the limo and arrive back at my palace.
We walk up the steps to the door and walk into the main foyer. Nicholas sighs and turns to me.
"I remember the last time I was here. It was the day that I realised I would never regret marrying you." I smile and think back to that day. Everything was so easy back then. My biggest problem was that I was anxious about getting married to Nicholas. Now all of that is over and I have even bigger problems.
My papa and maman walk down the stairs and I run into my papa's arms.
"Papa! Tu m'as tellement manqué!" He picks me up and spins me around in his arms. (translation: i missed you so much)
"Mon petit ange. Je suis tellement content que tu sois à la maison." He kisses me on both cheeks before I move to my mother. She also kisses me on both cheeks. (Translation: My little angel. I'm so glad you're home)
"Antoinette, contente de t'avoir à la maison." I nod and curtsey to her and Nicholas bows down to them both. (translation: glad to have you home)
"Prince Nicholas, good to see you." My father extends a hand for him to shake and Nicholas shakes it.
"Please call me Nicholas." Nicholas stand back at my side.
"I expect that you two meet us for dinner at Diamonté tonight?" I nod at my mother and they leave. Nicholas gives me a confused look as we walk up to my room.
"The what now?" I laugh as we walk in and our bags are already in the room. Nicholas sits down on my bed.
"Diamonté. It's one of the restaurants my father owns." I walk to my closet to start picking out an outfit and Nicholas stares in awe at how big it is and how many clothes I have.
"Jesus christ." I laugh again as he sits down on one of the chairs and I begin to search for an outfit.
"It sounds familiar."
"What?" I pull out a backless satin blue dress and pair it with some heels.
Hoppla! Dieses Bild entspricht nicht unseren inhaltlichen Richtlinien. Um mit dem Veröffentlichen fortfahren zu können, entferne es bitte oder lade ein anderes Bild hoch.
I take the dress into the changing room and slip it on before picking out what jewellery I want.
"I mean the restaurant Diamonté sounds familiar." I watch him start to get ready in his suit as I finish putting in my earrings.
"I mean it is also run through the Romano's if that makes a difference?" I have no idea who the Romano's actually are, but I have listened to my dad talking about the restaurant with them.
"Makes sense." Nicholas combs through his hair and I decide to leave the conversation at that. I move to the vanity to put my hair in a bun and put on some light makeup. Nicholas helps put on my heels then escorts me downstairs.
