The British Princess

Part 36

"Have you seen this article?" Isabelle asks, fanning a new magazine at me.

It was the afternoon and we were back at the palace, Izzy and I chatting about the days events in my room. Isabelle was sitting on my bed as I stood in front of the vanity mirror.

I didn't think I had seen whatever magazine she was on about, "What's it about?"

"The time at the Get Kids Going fundraiser. Have you read it?" She asks again, clearly keen.

"They've published articles already? Wow. But no, I haven't."

Isabelle sits on the bed cross legged, preparing to read whatever is so interesting.

"It was just released. I'll read it to you. This morning, Princess Charlotte visited a Get Kids Going fundraiser due to selection contestant William Martina choosing it for his charity in the latest project run by the palace. Both our Princess and the other selected clearly had a good time getting to know and interacting with the children, along with several leaders of the foundation. Princess Charlotte-"

"Ok, I've just lived it, do I really need to hear it?"

"I wasn't finished. This next bit is good. Princess Charlotte clearly has formed a bond with contestant William Martina, as we notice they constantly look over to one another."

I laugh, "They will accuse me of anything."

"Char, I'm not done." Izzy says and makes sure I'm listening before speaking again, "Ok. This is also shown when William accidentally hits the princess in the face with a football."

"Oh my god, did they actually put that in? How embarrassing." I say but Isabelle shushes me again.

"Hush! Let me finish reading. The offender however comes to Princess Charlotte's rescue as he immediately checks if she's ok. With knowledge of first aid he expertly checks if she has a concussion, with clearly much concern for Princess Charlotte's health.  He then embraces her in a hug that audiences have said is nothing less than swoon worthy. Not only that but he places a kiss on her forehead that seems not out of the ordinary for the pair."

I blush at that. Of course, they probably had a camera on me the whole time, so everyone would have seen that.

Isabelle flicks the magazine around to show me that yes, they did have a picture of Liam giving me a forehead kiss in the middle of the page. I hated how that was literally the cutest picture ever. She turns it back to read more though.

"That's not all. We also capture William calling our princess 'Lottie' and she calling him 'Liam' in return. Our audience have gone crazy over these adorable nicknames. Does this mean William and Princess Charlotte are closer than we originally thought? And do you think William is about to capture our princess's heart? Because he's certainly won over ours. Vote below."

I flop down onto the bed beside her, groaning into the pillow, "Now they all know I call him Liam."

"Char, you call him Liam all day every day in front of everyone, it really makes no difference."

"Well now the whole country, the whole commonwealth, knows." I say, grumbling.

Isabelle sighs and I hear the slap of her putting the magazine down on the desk.

"I for one think it's cute." Izzy says.

A knock comes at the door of the bedroom that makes me look up.

Thea bursts in with a bundle of fabric in her arms, what appears to be several dresses. She steps into the room and kicks the door shut with her foot.