How a Royal fell in love with a Commoner

Chapter Eight

  Heyy. When you read the dance bit you need to listen to the music. :D

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The Queen’s face was not happy when Sarah and Lucas approached. For the public Mikolina kissed and hugged her granddaughter lovingly. Sarah could tell that Lucas was scared of her already. The Queen looked amazing for her age, she was old but she had aged gracefully. Her small figure suited her, but she was a woman that you feared. She has authority, and she used it well. Her dark blue evening gown trailed onto the floor. Her crown elegant and dignified sat on her head for what it was there for. As a crown that you would rule with. One day Sarah would wear that crown, and wear it with the same dignity and grace that her grandmother did.

“Where is your mother?” The Queen asked.

“She has not arrived yet Grandmother, but I am sure that the Trumpets will announce her look always.” Sarah rolled her eyes as she said that.

Mikolina looked sharply at her Granddaughter when she said that. “Don’t be so rude Sarah.”

“Grandmother I am not being rude. I am simply stating that she will be announced as I was.” Sarah snapped at her Grandmother.

Mikolina was not used to being spoken to like that, by anyone. “You entrance was vulgar and so undignified for a Princess. What was that song? You are a Royal Princess, not a Hollywood star.”

“Yes Grandmother.” Sarah looked at Lucas and rolled her eyes. “Grandmother. This is Lucas Jansen.”

Mikolina looked at Lucas with disgust. With one look Lucas felt like nothing more than dirt. Will out saying a word the Queen stuck her noise into the air and turned away so not to face him. Sarah was angry now. “How dare you? What makes you think that you can treat people like that?” Sarah shouted in Italian. “To reduce something less important than the dirt on your shoe.”

Mikolina looked at her Granddaughter in utter horror. “How dare you raise your voice to me? Ever. And especially in a public place. Wait till your mother gets here. Do you have no shame or horror for you Queen?” At this time the Princess of Naples was listening to their convocation. That annoyed Sarah even more.

“Marina?” Sarah shouted. The Princess jumped at her name being shouted. “Would you mind mining your own business please, and while you are at it. Get your face sorted out again. The last time left you worse for wear.” Mikolina  looked at her Granddaughter in horror. “Some things are true, but no need to say anything.” Mikolina said to herself.  Trying not to laugh Mikolina just looked horrified, at her granddaughter’s words. Marina came over to their direction.

“Your Majesty. I beg you to keep your Granddaughter under control. In my day you wouldn’t dare say that to another person. I was the Crown Princess of Italy, I demand to be respected.” The Queen’s face couldn’t believe what she was hearing.

“Respect Marina? You lost your title a long time ago. The only reason you still have it, is out of good grace, Now I sagest that you remember you place and why you still have it. Because I don’t know why you still have it.” Marina looked at her Queen with disbelieve. Before Marina had a chance to be humiliated again, she bowed and left.

Turning back to her Granddaughter her face turned back to subtle anger. “ I want you to come and see me tomorrow. Talk about this properly. On how to deal with the press about the spilt of you and this boy.”

Lucas was shocked. In his mind Queens were nice. This one wasn’t. Sarah looked up at Lucas to see his face, hurt fell over it. Without thinking Lucas found his voice since he had been in the Palace. “Will all respect you highness I love your Granddaughter, with all my heart.” You could see how heartfelt Lucas’s words were. “I hope she loves me with the same love, as I do.” Lucas’s face had become upset.

It was as if the Queen had no soul or love or respect for him, as he was pouring his heart out at her feet. “Young man! I will like to see you tomorrow as well.” It wasn’t a question, it was an order.”

Then all of a sudden Zion, Zun Da Da  song started. Sarah looked at Lucas and he took her by the hand to the dance floor. Leaving the Queen standing there alone. It was like magic, the dance floor cleared as they came to the middle of it. Everyone stopped to look at them. Sarah’s dress waving with the beat. They were dancing dirty in fount of the entire Royal Families of Europe. The Queen’s standing there with their ladies in waiting, looking in horror. Beatrix stood there beaming at the couple. Mikolina’s face had turned red.

Lucas held Sarah in his arms in fount of hundreds of people. He did the dirtiest moves that would be classed as 18. Their bodies waving with the music, the music was moving in them. Lady Victoria Fox took it as a point to join in. He grabbed Prince Edward of Germany and made their way to the dance floor. After that all the young royals were on the floor. The older royal’s and Diplomats stood back trying not to show they liked the beat, towards the end Sarah and Lucas were still centre stage. On the last second Lucas dipped Sarah and held her mid-air as it finished. Then kissed her tenderly.  They all clapped and cheered. What Sarah didn’t know that El Douche was looking down on them from the gallery.