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RAI'S POV

"Now, we are going inside, don't answer any questions." Lynn warned referring to the swarm of reporters outside the Limo.




I was back in Paris for a fashion show since we had left school for the Christmas holidays.



I just looked out the window and nodded not really caring.




"Ok, it's not like I want to answer their questions anyway." I said before looking out the window and picking my purse ready to get out.



I was glad my bodyguards were there to help with the whole situation.





Once I got out, it was on.




"Over here Estrella,"
"Over here miss,"
"Maam, would you mind answering a few questions?"


I am sixteen for goodness sake, do I look like a maam.




The reporters were talking simultaneously from every corner.






"Dear, are you aware that prince Liam is going to propose to the Russian princess?"




My legs felt weak at the mention of this.






"Dear are you single?"




"Yes," I replied through tears and Lynne pushed me inside the building before walking could break down in public.







He is going to propose to her.






Once I got in, I was swarmed by hair dresses and designers trying to find the right fitting clothes for me.






I just let them do their thing as my makeup was being done too.






This fashion show was important and I was not going to let anyone or anything ruin it for me.







It was the winter collection for one of the biggest brands in fashion.







I was dressed in my first outfit and joined the line.






I watched as the organizer constantly motioned for models to hit the runway when it was their turn and I patiently waited for my turn.







When he finally motioned for me, I let go of everything and owned the runway.





Just like I knew it, head high, shoulders back and radiate confidence.





I was shocked but glad when I saw princess Sasha sitting on the front row.



She gave me a thumbs up and a smile  when we made eye contact.





I could not smile back since I was doing high fashion.





All the looks that I did went well and when I was done, princess Sasha came for me.







"You were so elegant dear, what an awesome fashion show." She said, her french accent more conspicuous than usual.






"Thankyou, I wasn't expecting you here at all," I replied.




"And why is your accent more conspicuous when you come to France?" I inquired raising a brow in confusion but still smiling.






"I don't know, something about everyone speaking french in France," she replied jokingly before we both started laughing.






"Anyway, you can't visit my kingdom and not come to the palace, so kindly be my guest." She said delicately with a sweet smile.





"It would be my pleasure," I said with a smile before picking my purse then we made our way out the building and to the palace we went.







"Would you believe that I have never had a croissant before?" I asked like it was the biggest problem in the world.






"What! That is so sad, surely there must be a cure." She said putting a hand on her chest pretending be shocked.







"Ok now we just sound like rich snotty assholes." I said before we both burst out laughing.






"Where are my manners, I will order my head cook to make you the best croissants across the land." She said, fixing the glimmering tiara on her head.






After eating the best croissants, she gave me a tour of Paris. It was beautiful. The Eiffel tower was now made of glass and had neon lights all over it.






We had a sleepover at the palace and the next day I got ready to leave for Spain.




"Thankyou for the warm welcome Sasha, hope you can visit Spain one day." I said genuinely giving her a hug.






"Oh I will make sure to visit. Merry Christmas." She said before I got into my time capsule and took off.





When I got to Spain I made sure to go Christmas shopping before going home. I had a grand Christmas present for my mum which I could not wait to give her.




Home sweet home.



I thought before I knocked on the door awaiting warm hugs.

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