CHAPTER 3: Lost Princess
Annelise:
My mouth opened, eyes widened and stunned with what just happened a few seconds ago. I was so careless to the point of risking my own life. A guy came out from his black cadillac car..he was like a hollywood celebrity..no, better than Chace Crawford or Matt Bomber or Ian Somerhalder, I think. If I was not mistaken he stands 6 feet 1 inch, he got pair of green eyes, perfect nose line, dark hair, with a very masculine scent and a broad shoulder that belongs to an athlete. He was like Adonis in the greek mythology, the god of beauty and desire who came before me to rescue me.
I suddenly woke up to the current situation..I didn't notice I was day dreaming after seeing who owns the car. Of course he could never be someone who will rescue me because he just almost hit me. I anticipated the fact that he will shout at me because I was so stupid for not being aware of my surroundings. But then, he was just staring at me from my head to my foot. It was like he was examining every part of my body..people were starting to notice us because we were in the middle of the road and I wonder why there were some who took out of their mobile phones and started clicking, some were recording what was happening. Who is this guy? I thought. I felt my cheeks turned red..
"Until when are you going to stare at me like that? You are supposed to ask me if I'm okay!" I blurted out with a fierce expression.
He sarcastically laughed and I felt humiliated with that. "Why should I? You seem fine so no need for me to ask if you are okay or what, I'll just waste my time asking for an obvious answer. Am I right, hmmmm... lady?" He gritted his teeth at me.
It was my fault after all, I knew that. But being treated like that was so mean. He was so arrogant. He may be handsome and dashing but his attitude was a trash.
"Look, if you want me to pay for this I will..I'll give you the amount you want. The way you look at me explains you were about to ask for it." he smirked, curved his eyebrows and turned his back at me. He was going back to his car to get something..maybe his check.
That was a hint that I needed to do something for him to wake up his senses. I didn't mind the people looking at us, taking pictures and video recording..what I suddenly thought was I needed to teach him a lesson. Whoever he was..a celebrity in Denmark, a popular model or athlete, a politician..I did what
every girl should do to such bastard. I ran and faced him and then hit him hard. Stomped his foot, kick his legs, head butt and ran off..
"Hey!" I heard him shouting. "Aaargh!" he screamed.
I looked back and saw him aching. I ran as fast as I could so he will not capture me. I was pretty sure I will be a dead meat once it happens but the way he reacted? he wasn't able to step forward because of the pain he got. When I realized I was so far from him, I stopped running. I smiled like a villain and doubted that our paths will cross again. Denmark is so big for us to meet again.
"Your Highness." I looked back and saw Mr. Moller with the royal guards.
"How do you know I'm here? I surprisingly asked him. "And please don't ever call me Your Highness because I don't have any royal blood running in my veins." He just smiled at me.
I remember after having a long conversation with Mr. Moller at my apartment he asked me to come with him to the palace because the King is waiting for me to finally see and meet me. I nodded and asked him to wait for me at the car because I needed time to think and an air to breathe that was why I went to the cafeteria.
"Come with me Your Highness, the King is waiting." he finally said.
He showed me the way to the limousine..I didn't have any choice but to follow him. I walked behind Mr. Moller and the royal guards followed after me. I went inside the limousine and to my amusement, I saw everything in there that I never imagined to see inside a car. There were long soft black couches, a flat screen television and different kinds of beverages..from sodas to wines.. I sat on one of the couches and then the royal guard finally closed the door. The car started to move and I was left alone inside thinking what should I do meeting the King, my late father's best friend.
I never heard of the Royal Family from my parents. Everything about Denmark was hidden. I remember searching it on the google site because they didn't want me to hear them talking about Denmark and my father's life when he was still here. Well I guess coming to the palace and meeting the King will explain everything that was in my mind. I was determined not to accept the arranged marriage. I just wanted to know everything and that's it. In my mind, it was also an opportunity that in my existence on earth, I met the King of Denmark once.
After 30 minutes of waiting inside, the limo stopped and that I knew we arrived at the palace. The royal guard opened the door for me..I fixed myself, took a deep breath and got out. My jaw dropped at the sight of the palace..it was so big and so beautiful! Part of me was happy having a moment to finally see a real palace that I only see in the movies.
I walked behind Mr. Moller again..that time the royal guards didn't follow us. Mr. Moller was guiding me inside the palace showing me the huge picture frames of the country's sceneries hanging on the walls while on our way to the room where the King was waiting for me. He showed me which path to take and when we were finally standing in front of the huge door with elegant curving and with royal guards standing at both sides, he turned his face at me and smiled.
"Your Highness, just be calmed and everything's gonna be just fine. The King has been anticipating for this moment, if you only knewhe was so hurt after receiving the news about the sudden death of your family especially thinking about how tragic his long lost best friend died." he said with sympathy and then smiled again.
I didn't know what to say..My tears fell down and I just smiled back at him. He waited for me to get a grip of myself and then wiped away my tears before signaling one of the guards that I am ready to meet His Highness. The guard opened the door for us and there I saw the great King of Denmark, siting on his chair in front of an elegant marble desk. He stood up and smiled at me....a smile that was so hospitable, his expression showed how excited he was to see me and his smile was like welcoming his lost princess to his palace once again...
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I would definitely choose the song "Royals" by Lorde on the scene of Annelise running fast away from Prince Edvard. Who knows that song? I think it will perfectly fit in the scene :D
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