How a Royal fell in love with a Commoner

Chapter Seventeen

“ Your Highness.” Fairchild the butler said as he walked into the drawing room at Lavender Hill, one of Anne’s private Estes. The huge 45 room mansion stood in the country side of Buckinghamsheire, England.

“ Yes Fairchild. What is it?” Anne said looking up from her newspaper. The huge drawling room looked out upon the great lake that  ran across the easte. The large bay windows brought in the British summer sky. Anne was always served morning tea in the drawing room.

“ Madam there is someone at the front gates.” Fairchild looked uneasy, and didn’t look up at Anne.

“ Well who is it Fairchild?”  Anne asked.

“ It is El Douche and his Daughter, Her Royal Highness Princess Sophia. They are waiting at the gate.”

Anna dropped her cup and saucer from her hand. It smashed on the antique rug. Fairchild ran to clean it up. Anne looked in horror when that went to her ears. Her blood started to boiled, and her face turned red with anger. How dare he turn up here at Lavender Hill she said to herself.

Anne stood up and smoothed out her trousers. “ Show them in Fairchild. Show them to the official drawing room. I will arrive three minutes after they are seated and make my entrance. I want to be announced but no trumpets.”

Fairchild bowed and turned to leave the room. Anne picked up her iPhone and called her mother. After two rings Mikolina answered. “ What is it Antonietta?”

“ Mother that bastard and his daughter has just showed up at my home.” Anne shouted down the phone. She was still in shock that he was even the grounds of any property of hers. Her stomach did somersaults when she heard his voice from the hallway outside.

“ I know you don’t like your ex-husband, but no need…..”

“ I am not on about Steve. I am talking about El Douche and that slut of a daughter of his. Why dose she have the title of Princess? She is the stuck up, spolit……”

“ They are there? They are at Lavender Hill?” Mikolina asked.

“ Yes. I don’t know how they even dare to set foot anywhere near I have my houses. Who dose that man think he is?”

“ Listen!! You must be carfull about what you say to that man. Where is Sarah?” Mikolina said.

“ She is still with Lucas in Holland. Why?”

Mikolina closed her eyes. “ NO NO NO NO NO!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH” By Anne’s ears it sounded like her mother was having a Royal fit. Sarah was a expert at them, always worked for whatever you wanted. But Anne didn’t think that her mothers fit would get what she wanted.

“ Mother will you behave yourself. Servants will hear you……”

“ Antonietta I need to go. Call you when that pig has gone.” Mikolina put the phone down and ran out of her apartment.

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“  Her Royal Highness Lady Antonietta Leone De Medici Grand Duchess of Torrimaggore and Princess of Italy.” Fairchilds voice boomed as the doors to the official drawing room opened and Anne walked in. Her cream and black trouser suit hugged her body as she walked. Her hair moved with her body with grace, also adding the sound of her Prada stilettos clicking their way on the marble floor of the drawing room.

El Douche and Sophia stood up as Anne walked into the room. Anna made sure that her thirty two diamond engagement ring sparkled in the light as she raised her hand for El Douche to shake it. His fat sausage fingers touched Anne's and that was enough for Anne to feel sick.

“ El Douche what are you doing here?” Sophia bowed and took Anne’s hand. Anne sat in one of her unique chairs and folded her legs in the royal way. El Douche looked worse than ever, he hadn't lost anyway weight and he looked like someone you would never want to lay your eyes on. Anne didn’t know how he ever married, but then she remembered that Sophia’s poor mother was forced into it.

“ We are here to give our congratulates to your lovely daughter on her new marriage. I thought I would use the jet to come here, good excuse.” He gave Anne that little dirty rat smile that she hated, she cringed but just sat there. “ I am surprised that you have even allowed Sarah to marry a commoner? Then I forgot she is half common, and that you her mother married one.”

“ Well when your in love you would do anything, but off course you wouldn’t know the feeling would you El Douche? When you married a woman for status and who your mother thought was best.” El Douche didn’t seem to be effected but Anne’s snide words. No matter, Anne said to herself.

“ I have seen in the press that Sarah was excluded from her Boarding school, here in the UK. No way for a Princess to behave. I made sure that Sophia was brought up right and proper. Seeing as one say she will be our Queen.” El Douche knew how to piss Anne off, but Anne want going to let it get to her.

“ El Douche no child of yours would ever sit on the throne of Italy, when my daughter is still the Crown Princess and 1stin line for the throne. That is a meir rumour Sarah is a straight A* student, many young girls in the other part of our extended family wouldn’t know a diamond from a crystal. The behaviour of some of the young royals at courts is unbelievable. Sophia you’re a member at court. You should know.” Anne snarled and looking at Sophia.

Sophia looked surprised that she was being spoken to. “ Yes your Highness.” Sophia said respectfully. “ Yes Sophia is very busy at the moment with fashion and so on.” El Douche jumped in.

“ Fashion? It is not proper for a Royal to go too much into Fashion…”

“Antonietta you are such a Hypocrite.” El Douche burst. “ You were a leading Fashion designer and model. You have had your own Fashion lines and so no. So if you can why cannot Sophia.” El Douche snapped.

Anne smiled to herself happy that she had got under his skin. “ El Douche I was not a member at court then. I was not a Princess. I was a Lady Duchess, but as Sophia is a Princess she would have to give up her title and have her dream or have it taken away from her.” El Douche was getting hot under the collier and Anne was pleased. “ This isn't the 80s, its very different, plus it is not good for a dim witted Princess who’s title was brought for her by her fail-er as a father. Neither will the same Princess who has a coke addition.”

Sophia looked at horror at Anne when those words left her mouth. El Douche looked at his daughter in shock when she didn’t dine it. Anne looked very happy with herself at that remark. El Douche didn’t know what to say to that comment. Anne was very pleased with herself. “ Also what about her relationship with that thirty two year old chief. Has that affair fiinished now Sophia? I thought he wife found out.”

“ How dare you Anne, make up lies about my family and my daughter. I have never heard such crap in my life. You must really of sunk soo low as to make things like that up to destroy a young girls reputation is society.”

Anne laughed. “ Ah El Douche. Don’t you think I have my own spies? I know what happens in all your Estes at all times. If it was made up and all a lie, Sophia would of started to denie it and would of made a sean. Alas it is the truth and she knows it. Sophia will never be on the throne of Italy. Never.”

El Douche got up from his seat and stood up, Anne jumped up to so not to be undermined. “ We will see Antonietta but that slut of a daughter will NEVER have that crown.” El Douche shouted in Anne’s face. Anne raised her hand and sharply slapped him around the face. “ You ever call the future Queen of Italy a slut again. I will have your tough sliced out of your mouth.” Anne said quietly and looking straight into his eyes. “ Is that understood” It wasn’t a question. “ Now leave my house, I don’t want to see your ugly face, and your smell is making me ill.” Anne turned to look out of the window so not to see them leave the room.

“You should watch out Princess, there are some not very nice people out there.” El Douche said darkly.

Anne turned around to face him for the last time. “ I know I am looking at one right this minute, but he doesn't know what he is playing with. A little boy shouldn’t play with fire. Didn’t your mother ever tell you that?”