Princess Mother (Princess Diaries #12 : A Princess Diaries FanFiction)

5:20 p.m., Saturday, December 12

5:20 p.m., Saturday, December 12

Tina’s Bedroom

Italy Avenue, 18

Principalité de Genovia

Tina invited Lilly and me to come over this afternoon to her and Boris’ house. She has shown us her wedding and the honeymoon albums. Actually, I’m a bit jealous. Boris and she have had their problems, of course, like earlier this year with that stupid Brooklyn Borette Blogger, but they have a story anyone would wish. Her wedding has been simple and cute and her honeymoon has been perfect and adorable.

My wedding with Michael has been a total show. All the Royals attended, a lot of ambassadors and Presidents and Prime Ministers. Together with our families and friends, there were like two thousand people attending. Besides, because of the event itself and the people who were there, paparazzi were surrounding the palace.

The honeymoon hasn’t been much better. Yeah, we had our own Yacht and we had someone to drive, but every single time we decided to go on land on an island, the cameras started flashing. And, of course, a few weeks later we couldn’t hide my belly anymore, so the Palace had to announce the pregnancy. That made the whole being persecuted by reporters and paparazzi start all over again.

But I guess I shouldn’t complain so much about that. Like Paolo told me some months ago, I should enjoy my diamond shoes instead of complaining they don’t fit.

Tina and I are trying to make Lilly to invite Logan to come over this Christmas. She is being stubborn and she won’t admit she actually fell in love with him.

It all started when Lilly was showing Tina and me the pictures she made during her trip. We saw one where she was standing with Logan in the Iveagh Gardens. The guy is really cute. He must be our age or a year or two older, he’s tall and blond, his eyes are as clear as the water in the Caribbean. Tina and I agree he’s perfect for Lilly.

“Hey, Lil! You didn’t tell us Logan was so beautiful”, Tina said.

“Bah, it’s not like he is the most beautiful guy we’ve ever seen, right?” She tried to sound hard, but I could see on her face how in love she must be with him.

“Lilly, I really think you should invite him to come here to celebrate Christmas.” I told her.

“I already told you I won’t! Stop pushing me. I won’t because one, it’s Christmas, and on Christmas you’re supposed to share time with your family and the people who are important in your life, and two, because you will just have had birth and I don’t want him to come to bother you, especially when there will be two babies to get used to!”, she shouted.

“All right, Lil. You don’t have to shout. But all of that doesn’t matter. You guys are in love with each other and you have to meet as soon as possible!” I answered calmly.

“Whatever. You both are crazy. I’ll see what I do.”

Now we’re going to the city centre to buy some clothes for the two of them, while I’ll buy the few things of my list I haven’t bought already.

I wonder if we’ll run into Michael and Boris. They were going to have a “guys’ afternoon”. I’d like to know what that exactly involves.