𝐄𝐥𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐚𝐧 ‧ 𝐒𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐤

Royalty Love I

A/N: This takes place in a very different time, so there will be things that are not currently acceptable. Besides, this is a FANFIC, keep that in mind.

Summary: Century XVIII, you're princess of Monaco.

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3rd Person POV

"Where is she?" Asked Y/n to one of her maids. The woman around 40 years pointed at a room. 

Y/n walked fast to open the door, the maid walking behind her. Noticing that it was locked, she knocked but nobody answered.

"Elizabeth? It's me, honey. Is everything alright?" From afar, light footsteps approaching could be heard. The door opened showing a nineteen years old beautiful girl. "You disappeared from your party" Said in a low voice

"Do you remind me what is being held tonight?" Asked her daughter leaning her head on the door frame

"A celebration because tomorrow you marry Stefan"

"Exactly!" Elizabeth turned around giving her mom the permission to get in. Y/n made a move with her head to tell the maid she can leave, and closed the door behind her back. Entering the room more, noted her only daughter walking from one side to other

Y/n knew her so well, she knew that when Elizabeth was worried, stressed or overwhelmed, she would walk around the room talking to herself while biting her nails. So she stopped her, delicately lowering her hands.

"Who's the boy?" Y/n inquired sweetly

"Stefan, you know him, mother—"

"The one you love"

Her response shocked Elizabeth, she really knew what was going on. Elizabeth walked away from her mom reaching a large window that revealed the back garden. She picked up the skirt of her dress and sat there.

The lights of the party lit up outside, laughter was heard despite the music. Several infants, children of the guests, played, jumped and danced, among them a man reaching his thirties, had fun with them. His hair was brown and tousled, hazel eyes, he was slim but his appearance was deceptive when he lifted heavy sacks. Elizabeth yearned for him day and night for a few years.

"It's Julian" Confirmed the young lady, admiring him

Elizabeth's father, the Prince of Monaco, asked Julian Augier to be Elizabeth's professor after hearing several references to him as an expert on the world, on politics, science, and all general knowledge subjects. Starting like this when she was nine and he was eighteen.

She had already had teachers before Julian, but Elizabeth had inherited her mother's personality, and all of her teachers had grown tired of her mischief. She was a clever but mischievous girl. That hadn't changed with Julian, but as he was young he often played along, and the classes had become more dynamic.
She fell in love first, when she was fifteen. And three years later he realized that he love her.

"Mother... I love him" She said with a trembling voice. Y/n hugged her from behind, resting her chin on her daughter's head.

"I'd be lying if I said I hadn't noticed. I wish I could do something... But it's a sacrifice that—"