My jaw dropped as I looked at myself in the mirror. I looked beautiful, and I wasn't joking.
My french braid was half up, some blue pins stuck into my hair. My blue dress sweeping the floor, my back was free, and there was a long cut from my mid-thigh to the end of my dress. My blue Rolex matching with my dress too, my earrings just like my watch made with diamonds totally making my eyes look like an untamable blue flame. My heels were made of a metallic blue which almost resembled a silver tone. My nails were done in a domineering metallic blue matching my heels that were already starting to ache.
More or less I was looking like a modern Cinderella, even nicer said, I looked like a true lady with the beauty of Royalty. But besides Olivia, I clearly looked like a peasant in rags. Her brown hair was perfectly curled up into a ponytail, her Bella like-dress had golden patches that just seemed too blind everybody with their fragrance. Her shoes were gold and long. Her manicured fingers polished in bright gorgeous gold tone. Her Majestic Aura made me feel like a slave close to the Queen.
Ammie entered the room in a rush with a small paper in her hand.
"Your Highness, the Queen asked of me to give this to you-," she noticed me in the room and curtseyed once again, " My Lady." I gave her a subtle nod as she continued to relay the message to Olivia. Olivia silently read the message as her eyes widened. A small Oh my left her lips. She turned to me with a small smile on her lips.
"I've caused trouble again. Please Excuse me. By the way Annie I forgot Lady Mary's Mask at my sowing room can you get it for me?"
I stepped in.
"That won't be necessary I will just get it by myself."
Olivia nodded and dismissed poor Annie who looked like she just left a lion's den.
"You know the passcode to the room right?"
"Of course it's our Muggy's Birthday ." (That died because we taught that it could eat soap)
"Yeah, 072004"
I totally had other digits in mind, but I just smiled and acted as if had been thinking the same thing. I left the room walking down the everlasting hallway, countless maids, and different chauffeurs passing by me. Finally, I spotted the sewing room across where I stood, I punched the digits inside the automatic lock, when I heard the satisfying ding I stepped into the darkroom. Once I spotted the light switch the bulb in the center of the room lit up and presented the luxurious room to me, it wasn't the first time I had been in here but just like always I was baffled. I mean how could a Princess be so messy. The cup noodles that she secretly ordered me to buy for her laid on the ground surrounded by numerous tissues that were supposed to be in the trash can. Her million needles were scattered on the table a mug just close to it, it was filled with cold coffee. Then finally I potted my mask on top of a rack on her shelf, I took it off and admired the metallic blue material.
I put it on and left the room making sure that it was properly closed, I turned on my heel and my face bumped into a very good smelling chest. My mask fell and I cursed when my earring fell too. The man in front of me picked up the earring that had fallen close to me.
"Sorry." He had a thick accent to his words, a maldovian accent. I cross-checked that he wasn't the prince and noticed on his clothing that he was dressed like a butler.
"Oh. I apologize too, I should have watched my steps." He smiled at me, If I hadn't paid attention to his clothing he could easily be mistaken for the prince of Maldovia. His dark olive skin seemed to have an extra glow to it, he was well built and on the taller side of the group, he stretched out his hand to me. I accepted it and got up from the floor.
"Do you want me to tie your mask for you?" I smiled and nodded like a small teenage girl. He tied it for me and I thanked him.
I checked the time, I still have some time to spare, my stomach let a small noise from itself. The man smiled at me warm-heartedly.
"Do you want to get something to eat?"
"Sure, why not?"
"I'll lead the way."
We passed Olivia's Chambers and continued to the royal kitchen only for the royals and for people like me who were so close to the royal family that she could go anywhere. The royal family usually makes their own dinner here while the bigger kitchen is only used when a huge crowd is here. I opened the door and was met with the neat Royal Kitchen the marble floors glistened under the bright light of the bright chandelier. The Kitchen Fridge was covered with pictures of Olivia, Asher, Aunty, Uncle, and me. The biggest picture of them all was when I turned 16 and Asher and Olivia were wearing large Happy Birthday T-shirts, behind me the Aunty was holding me kissing my hair. I smiled at the nice memories that I have shared with this family. The man who was still nameless followed me inside.
"Are we allowed to be here?"
I just smiled not revealing anything. "Do you want to eat anything?"
"I'll just have anything you make." I brought out the ingredients for pasta, there was still some Bolognese in the fridge. I boiled the Pasta and was warming the Bolognese at the same time, I set the Parmesan on the table and dropped two plates on the table. I leaned on the counter and turned to the man sitting in the room with me and decided to finally start a conversation.
" I haven't asked what your name is."
" The name is Miguel," his name was practically shouting at me as if I should have known who he is.
"Mary, my name is Mary."
"Beautiful just like the owner." "
"You are quite the charmer aren't you?"
He laughed while I dished the food on his plate.
"Who are you here for?" He seemed to pause for a minute then he just smiled at me.
" For the prince, I am his personal Butler," I smiled at him kindly, I knew better than to believe the lie he had just told me, after a few years in the army I have learned enough things to survive in this harsh world. I handed him a fork, he stretched out his hand and caught a glimpse of a mark on his hand, the line was drawn on his palm to his left wrist. My action froze mid-air, I stared at the mark, it was surely brutally done that wasn't a mark done by a simple butter knife, he seemed to realize what I was staring at and quickly drew his hand away and instead stretched his right hand towards me. I dropped the fork on his palm.
"Sorry, it probably looked disgusting towards you-"
"Not at all, I have a few of my own it is nothing to be ashamed about. " He seemed more relaxed after I told him about my own Marks.
" What do you do?"
"Me?" I wasn't going to reveal who I am to this man, once I again I smiled and just turned away to drink a sip of my water. He raised an eyebrow at me.
" Why do you avoid every Question I ask you?"
"I am not one to just reveal any of my information to a random man I met in a very cliche way, also not when he is incredibly hot like you are." He chuckled slightly and muttered to himself quietly,' I wouldn't either'.
The time had passed faster than I had expected, I'm sure Olivia is waiting with an angry scowl on her face in her room. I took our dishes and put them in the mini dishwasher and left the room in a hurry, I waved the nameless man goodbye and quickly took up my pace.
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The ballroom was as delightful as always and people stood all around in extravagant dresses looking as beautiful as ever.
I stood behind Olivia who stood behind Asher and his Fiance while they stood behind the Queen and the King. A few other noble ladies stood behind me looking at me while judging me. The announcer blew the mini trumpet and caught the attention of all attendees of the ball.
"The ROYAL Family has arrived. Long live the King, bow before the King and his family." The People bowed in attendance as I stood with no facial impression like a log of wood.
The family waltzed into the room going to their assigned seats the King sitting on his throne looked like he would be suffering from back pain after three minutes. The moments as a child that I sat on the throne caused me the memory of a thousand years of back pain. Anywho, Olivia who was still as happy as she could get seemed to be brightening the entire ballroom with her smile, I knew the thing that allowed her to grant the people with her presence today was knowing that she could get to eat all the things she wanted to for today. Olivia was born with a weak heart which hindered her from a lot of things and as a Child I had to see her go through so much pain while having a relapse, I think that is what pushed me to become a doctor, so I could treat my best friend who could barely take hold of her own life without worrying the whole time. She has been sticking to a specific diet plan for years but recently the doctor told her that she could loosen up a little but not endanger herself into an unhealthy stoke.
The music was ringing in the entire hall as the announcer looked at me asking if he could announce my presence. When I was to be announced I was always announced by my second name to avoid the lingering name that would attract the reporters.
"Announcing Lady Mary of Queen City." I waltzed into the ballroom making sure not to trip on my extra long dress.
I sat down a few seats away from the royal family, the dance floor was fully in swing, people were swaying to waltz, and other elegant music. Dad and other High officials were announced.
The Announcer blew the Fanfare trumpet and introduced the Maldovian Royal Family into the Ballroom. The Royal Family was dressed far more elegantly than anybody's imagination, the King's Crown seeped of Glory, his Majestic Olive skin seemed to be nothing compared to the man I had meant before. His skin was rich in beautiful melanin, his wife was fairer than the King but she seemed to outshine him in every way beautiful. Her vibrant green eyes stared at the People, her long figure only slightly shorter than that of her husband, her dress was probably based on that of Maleficent's dress. Her Black dress swept the floor and The black crown on her head was decorated with Emerald gems all around, her green eyes supported the power of her Crown. They stepped unto the Royal podium sitting close to our King and Queen. The Announcer blew the trumpet once again, my body almost collapsing from the shock. The man who I had seen before stood dressed totally different from before, he looked serious.
"Prince Miguel Torresticia of Maldovia."
I knew it, I knew it from the start, he was to perfect to be true-. My eyes were glued to him, his own roamed the crowd then his eyes met mine his lingered on me longer than necessary. I wasn't hurt why would I, we barely knew each other so why would it.
I got up from my seat heading towards the table that was dripping with different food varieties. Brownies, my favorite, sat on the other side of the table, my feet dragged themselves and before I knew it I was chewing on brownies.
"Are you enjoying it?" My head snapped and across the table stood the mystery man from before- no there stood the precious prince of Maldovia. Instead of my usual sassy remarks, I smiled like a creep making a small curtsey of my own.
" Of course your highness. Excuse me." I smiled and turned on my heel ready to walk away leaving my baby brownies behind. Just as I took my first step he held my hand back.
"Ms. Mary. I would like to dance with you."
"My apologies, that won't be possible my dancing is the worst you could find in the entire ballroom. No exceptions." I wasn't lying, God couldn't find it in himself to create a perfect human being, he had made sure to give me the flaw of not being able to dance and Memory loss. That flaw caused me troubles as a kid, just because I grew up in a castle doesn't mean I was gifted at dancing.
"I'm not much of a dancer myself, we can use that to our advantage." I blinked a few unnecessary times, smiled like an Idiot, and agreed. He took my hand in his, his hands softer than mine, large hands that took in my hands perfectly spooning mine.
He placed his hands in mine one hand resting on my hips, with little knowledge of music I danced to the rhythm once in a while generously stepping on one of his toes.
A crowd circled the food table, people were shouting doctor, my instinct kicked in and I hastily let go of Miguel's hand. I ran towards the table pushing the crowd aside. There on the floor my sister like best friend laid on the floor grasping her chest. Her breathing was ragged. Quinn a maid that follows Olivia around looked up to me for help.
" Get the AED and my Airway management kit bring the stretcher too. Quickly." She got up in a hurry, I turned to Olivia who was breathing way too rigid her entire forehead covered in sweat.
"Olivia look at me. Breath... Breath...." I kept telling her to breathe but her eyes kept falling shut.
"Come on Olivia get a hold of yourself." I placed Olivias hair looking upwards, making sure her airway was free. Her eyes shut and her pulse got weaker. I put my hands upon her chest interlocking my fingers and pushed.
1...2...3...4...15...25.....29...30. I put my lips to her mouth and blew continuing with my CPR. Quinn came running pushing the portable bed with her.
"Guards, get these people to one side."
The people cleared the path, the guards pushing curious people out of the way. I was still pumping on Olivia's chest.
"Quinn, continue CPR while I fix the airway management. " She nodded and gave Olivia hard pushes to her chest. I fixed the air management and was pumping on the face tube. Some Guards helped me place her on the stretcher. We were running to the private nursing room placing her on a real bed, undressing her.
" Defrillibator, Quinn"
She handed it to me, I put the defibrillation pads on her chest and turned it on and waited, meanwhile changing into comfortable clothes topping it off with my doctor coat. Soon enough her breathing was normal again, the Queen rushed into the room Asher right behind her. I skipped the bowing as I have passed that Level years ago.
"How is she?"
"Stable. She was probably eating too much, she will wake up anytime soon. Don't worry."
Aunty engulfed me in a bone-crushing hug.
"Thank you, honey. Oh my. I warned this brat."
"It's not a problem, she should be fine soon again. She is just sleeping right now."
She let go of me and sat down close to Olivia's chair glaring at her head. I excused myself while going to look for my Dad-
The second time this evening I bumped into something or rather someone.
"Who knew that the Girl with so many secrets was a doctor." Not exactly Mr. Prince but you are close. Reality hit me again and I unconsciously bowed to the Royal highness in front of me.
He chuckled.
"Funny that you are just doing this now." Well, smartass I wasn't aware that you were the Prince 3 hours ago, that of course stayed in my beautiful brain, seeing as I wasn't planning to be beheaded anytime soon.
"I apologize you Highness, it was a stupid mistake to not have recognized you, I sincerely apologize."
"Drop the Act, I am very aware that you are very open-minded so talk to me like before."
"I could neve-" He raised his eyebrow questioningly, I smiled and just nodded.
"If that is what you want, I might as well speak casually to you. If you will excuse me." I stepped away turning around and picking up one of my weird pick-up lines.
"I'll see you in Maldovia." I winked to add to the Effect while he raised an eyebrow a smirk on his face.
Once I had checked and made sure that there were no reporters at the site anymore I looked for my Dad so he could just give me a ride.
My Dad was on the phone talking to someone on the phone, he had a small smile on his face. I move skillfully quietly trying to move as slowly as possible.
"...adopt, yes he is older than 18..." I stopped dead in my tracks not getting what he meant with adoption, "yes I still have to talk to Steph and Lory. I am quite sure that they are going to accept it though.... No...That would be wonderful....Yes, Janet, I will call you once they have made a decision."
I didn't want to hear more, it felt wrong. I let a small squick from myself, my Dad flipped around and met eye to eye with me.
"Janet, let me call you back," he hung up and smiled at me, " How long have you been there Sweetie? "
Deciding to lie I smiled at him, "Not long. Who is Janet?"
"Just a friend. By the way, when is your plane tomorrow? "
"The not so beautiful hour of 10 am."
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