Sunday 3rd June.
(8:00 pm)
"8:01 pm," the alarm clock on my nightstand read as I sprayed the setting spray on my face, sealing my make-up. It had been a while since I went out, and I guess I needed to loosen up a bit.
"Where are you going dressed like that?" Idar said as she barged into my room.
"To the party" I responded to her question.
"What party?" She asked rhetorically. "Diana, it's a club, a freaking club," she expressed.
"A club? No, I can't be seen there, what would?"
"What would anyone say right? You are still trying to please people who don't know or care about you; what do you want to do for once?" She interrupted me before I could even finish my sentence.
It doesn't matter what I want, I am royalty, and I have to act like one; if anyone finds out about this, it would make it to the media, and I don't think I would forgive myself for it add that up with what's going on with Fred and some entire different narrative would be spread, we all know how the people love fake news.
"Can I at least wear the dress?" I asked her.
"Sure princess do what you want, let's get going then the party has already started we don't want to miss all the fun," idar said as she dragged my hands pulling me outside of my room.
"Wait, my veil." I rushed back into the room to pick up the long black veil on my bed; I was planning to cover my entire face in case anyone recognized me.
"Come on, it's an elite club no one gives a shrimp and if they did then they were most probably not supposed to be there either," idar said as she giggled a bit.
"Your majesty," Grace called from behind.
"I'll be back before morning." I did not even turn back to look at her; I continued to walk to the door.
"But your mom said..."
"And I said I would be back before tomorrow morning!" I exclaimed; she never listened to me ever. Grace was my help, but it felt as if she was more of a burden from my mom than she was of help to me; she was always monitoring my movements and reporting back to her.
"We would like it if this does not make its way to the palace Grace," idar said as we walked through the door.
"Trust me it would," I said to idar as we walked into the car.
"Don't stress yourself, darling, just take a shot or two that's all you need to ease your mind" idar said as the driver sped off.
My mom already got tickets for me to travel tomorrow, why didn't she send in the jet? Is she trying to make my arrival a secret again?
"Hey girl," idar said as she walked out of the car, we are already here?
"Evening"
"Evening"
"Evening." A lot of the guests were exchanging pleasantries as we walked to the back of the 'club'. Idar was in front holding my hands, surfing through the crowd.
The place was crowded with a lot of people; I could hear the sound of the music playing loudly as if it were on my head. A lot was going on, and it was beginning to stimulate me: girls giggling, people dancing, lights flickering, it was all too much for me.
"VIP" idar said as she brought out a card to show one of the bouncers at the club, and instantly she was granted access to the very top of the clubhouse, we could see everything that was happening on the ground floor from up here and it was less crowded and noisy.
"Hey darling, Good evening how are you doing? I just wanted to check if you are okay; Mom told me you are traveling tomorrow. Safe trip, my baby." A text message popped up on my phone; it was from Fred. Why was he acting as if we were still together? Even when we were, he never talked to me with this softness. What is he up to?
"Come on, lets dance" idar dragged me to the middle of the section as she swayed her hips front and back.
"No, I'm good." I released myself from her grip and walked back to the edge where there was a couch.
"Darling, please answer me." Another message from Fred popped up on my phone; should I block his number? Why is he still contacting me? What is he trying to do?
"Is this seat taken?" a fine gentleman man asked as he pointed close to me.
"Not that I know of" I replied.
"You don't look like you are accustomed to the nightlife; I am frank, by the way," he said as he sat down close to me.
"Are you any better? Ella," I responded as he was wearing a suit in a club; who does that?
"Let me get us something to drink," he said as he stood up, let me get going who knows what he is going to come back with? I don't like alcohol and also what if he spikes it?.
"It's getting late, idar. We've got a flight to catch tomorrow, and our luggage isn't even ready." I sent a text message to her as she was too far from me.
"Idar," I sent another text message, but she seemed to be paying her phone no attention.
"Let's go, it's getting late," I said as I tapped on her shoulder; the time was past 11:00 pm.
"Come on, let's have fun." The alcohol in her was taking over.
"Idar, behave yourself if not, I go japa leave you for here (behave yourself if not I would leave you here)," I spoke in our ofuland dialect.
"Sorry, your...." I held her mouth before she could utter the next statement, I guess I have to take matters into my own hands.
"Get in" I successfully dragged her from the clubhouse to the car park.
"No! I demand you to have fun!" She was moving in a zagged form.
"Idar, I no get time for this, make we dey go(I don't have time for this let's go)" I said as I entered the car.
"Please take me home," I said to Jose, who was my royal driver and also a member of the royal guard; he followed me everywhere and I mean everywhere, if I did not want him to he would do it in secret so I stoped trying.
"Yes, ma," he said as he began to drive us back.
"Your majesty," Grace called as I and a tipsy Idar walked into the house.
"Your majesty, I have been worried sick about you," Grace said.
"When is our flight?" I need to know when it was so we could prepare properly with it.
"9am ma" grace answerd.
"Then go get some rest; I would do so too." I opened the door to my room, finally back to my sanctuary.
I heard a loud, snappy sound coming from my bed. It was Idar, and she was already sound asleep, snoring softly.
Monday 4th of June.
(8:30 am)
"Your majesty, please get up our flight," Grace exclaimed in her attempt to get me up.
"8:30? am?" I yelled as I got out of bed and into the bathroom.