How a Royal fell in love with a Commoner

Chapter Three

It was 11.30 when Sarah’s rental BMW came round to the front of the hotel. The sun blinded her when she stepped out into the sun, in what seemed a flicker the Armani sunglasses were slipped over her eyes. The outfit that she picked out was Gregarious, her hair straightened and shiny. She looked like a celeb as she gracefully slipped into her BMW sports car. With-in seconds the car sped away from the entrance into the busy city. “Just a Dream” by Nelly was blaring out of the car, she loved the song. She thought that it fitted into what the day would be like.

She got lost trying to find the restaurant “De Nello.” Thank god for her iPhone 4 ready in her L+V handbag on the passenger seat. 20 minutes later she pulled up outside of the restaurant. She was happy, she would always remember this restaurant. For years to come she would always remember this place. As she stepped out of the car a valet came to take her car, a ticket was placed in her hand and she entered the restaurant. A smiling waitress welcomed her.

 “Good Morning Madam would u like a table?” The waitress was Italian so Sarah spoke in Italian, without noticing it.

“ I believe that I have reserved a table, should be under Jansen.” Sarah said in fluent Italian.

The waitress smiled when Sarah spoke in her language. She glanced at the books and looked back up. “Yes Madam, please follow me and I will show you to your table.” The made their way over to the main big window’s which showed a good view of the city. “ Your Italian is perfect madam, where in Italy are you from? You look very familiar?”

Sarah smiled. “ I am from the south, and I don’t know where you would recognize me.” Sarah lied, and looked away. The waitress shrugged and placed the menu’s on the table and left. Sarah left her sunglasses on, hoping that she wouldn’t be recognized, for real this time. Sarah glanced at the menu as the waitress came back with a bottle of water and two glasses.

“Madam I am sorry but I recognise you from somewhere.” The waitress stopped pouring and her face dropped. Sarah knew that she had been recognised, “Shit” She said to herself. “Your Royal Highness.” The waitress whispered and bowed. “Oh my god, how embarrassing.”

 “I am sorry Madam.” The waitress could see that she had embarrassed Sarah. “I am deeply sorry.”

“Please just forget it, just do not draw attention to who I am, if you could.” Sarah switched to Italian, not wanting to be overheard from other people.

“I am deeply sorry Madam it shall not happen again.” The waitress replied in Italian and walked away. So embarrassed Sarah picked up her iPhone and started to play with trying to act normal. She sighed and looked into Facebook. She flicked to Lucas Facebook page to see if anything had happened, nothing had. She looked at his profile picture and stared into his eyes, so beautiful. But little did she know that those eyes were looking at her that very moment in the distance.