After the movie was over, people were asking to get pictures with me. Scott told them that we could only do about fifteen pictures because we had a busy schedule.
After the pictures, Scott escorted me outside and to our car. Scott told me on the way home that Zach and a couple other guys were packing my things. He also got a call from someone in Paris arranging flights for me and Scott. They also told him that he could be my body guard since he'll already be with me 24/7.
"We'll be at the airport later tonight, then." He said as he hung up the phone. He then told me the plan.
I fell asleep on the way to the airport. Scott told me that he would carry me into the plane so I didn't have to wake up. He put me in a chair while he told the secretary who we were and where we were headed. After that, I drifted back to sleep.
I felt cold after a while and woke up to a sort of fight. I didn't remember where I was until I looked over and seen Scott. He looked over at me.
"Are you okay?" He asked, noting my panic.
"Yeah." I replied. "Forgot where I was for a good minute. I'm okay now."
"Two more hours, princess." He informed me. "You were out cold by the time I got back over to you."
"I was tired." I giggled."Now, I'm cold."
He didn't reply after that. He just got up, got a blanket, covered me up, and sat back down. I was a little concerned as to why he didn't respond.
"Are you okay?" I asked.
"Yeah." He replied too quickly.
"I love you." I said.
"I love you, too." He whispered. He kissed me before telling me to go back to sleep.
After what felt like forever, Scott woke me up to tell me that we were in Paris. I was in a sort of sleepy-amazed-excited stage about being in Paris. I felt scared about what I would have to do.
Scott called someone on his phone to tell them where we were. Not long after, a black limo came to pick us up.
"Bonjour, m'lady!" The driver said as Scott opened my door for me.
"Bonjour!" I replied. "Do you speak English?"
"Yes, I do." He stated. "I was told that I needed to be your translator."
"Great!" I breathed. "You can help me out then."
We pulled up to a large gate housing an extremely large, oversized mansion.
"Welcome to your place." Scott whispered.
I couldn't do anything except stare at the large palace. It didn't feel real to me at all.
"You okay, babe?" Scott asked me.
I could only nod as we continued driving up to the front doors. Scott chuckled beside me as I reached for his hand. I squeezed his hand until the chauffer opened the door and let Scott out. Scott in turn helped me out of the limo.
"Princess Jayden!" An older guy yelled from the door of the palace. "Welcome home, sweetheart!"
He started coming down the stairs to greet me. Scott stood right beside me the whole time.
"I'm your grandfather, King Raymond." He informed me. "You can call me Grandpa."
"Nice to meet you, Grandpa." I replied. "This is my boyfriend, Scott."
"Nice to meet you, Scott." Grandpa said.
The guards helped Scott get my stuff. Grandpa wanted to show me around and get me settled into my room so I could sleep for a couple more hours. He wanted me well-rested for tomorrow. He was introducing me publicly as the princess and next queen.