We arrived in India and it was so beautiful something like I've never seen before. It was filled with laughter and joy. Kiosk filled the streets and we rode in a small buggy to the address that was on the paper. My number one question was Sheila and who was she? My mother name wasn't Sheila it was Maria. We finally pulled up to the Tahjmahal it was so beautiful. The sun set behind it was even more beautiful. A gorgeous woman who was much older and had extremely long hair and a beautiful gray eye. I resembled her a lot. A much older man stood by her he was just as beautiful. They both wore beautiful crowns on their heads and had guards next to them. They both bowed down to me and smiled through their tears.
Queen Maraja and King Marco. Another man annoyed loud and clear.
Milan.?! The lady asked.
Yes.?
Im Maraja.....your grandmother.! She smiled happily walking to me with open arms.
I'm sorry to sound rude and all but my what.? I asked confused as all hell.
I know there's a lot of things we need to sit down and talk about please come in. Everyone please.! The man said walking up to us. I grabbed Jay'Ceons hand and pulled him closer to me. We followed them into the palace which was extremely beautiful by the way.
Can you by me a palace.? I said to Jay'Ceon joking but seriously.
Anything you want beautiful.! He smiled.
We walked into this big dinning hall. The plates where set up on a long dinning table as if it was gonna be 20 people sitting with us. Servants and servers and a cook a waited us standing tall and in line. A guy pulled a chair out for each and everyone of us before we could sit down. The lady sat at the head and the man sat at the other head. She couldn't stop smiling I felt like I was on some Get Out type shit.
So Milan how are you.? How old are you.? Who are your guest.?
Umm.! (I laughed nervously) well um I am fine just confused about all of this and why I'm here actually. I'm 27 years old now. This is my husband Jay'Ceon, and my sisters Cha and Amanda.! I said pointing to everybody.
Well it is very wonderful to meet you all.! Maraja said.
Like wise.! Cha said.
Maraja you wanna tell your granddaughter who she is.? Marco said.
I'm somebody.?
Yes darling you are.! Marco said smiling.
Okay I know this is all weird and new to you. But we have been waiting to meet you for the past 27 years and this is the day I am so over whelmed. Maraja said starting to cry. "Your not who you think you are.!"
Who am I.?
Your Princess Milan of India born to Princess Shelia granddaughter to Maraja and Marco Moralis of India.
I'm what.! I laughed out loud hard as hell. I never heard no funny shit like this in my life.
Pardon me.! I know this sounds like a bunch of silly business. But this actually true. There's way much more to this story than you know if you know anything.
Dinner is serve.! The chef came in and annoced. Serves came and sat plates in front of us and the food smelt so good.
So your telling me I'm a Princess.? I asked looking at them like they where crazy.
We will talk more about this when we're done with dinner eat up our chefs prepared a marvelous dinner tonight.
No we need to talk about this now.!
Okay well I'll tell her.! Listen Milan. Yes you are a Princess. Your mother Shelia our daughter ran away from home when she was 17 years old she had over a million dollars in her pocket. She was the sweetest loving most beautiful girl you could ever imagine she looked just like you did. She was even a famous actress here in Bollywood.! She had, had enough of her glamour life styles she lived so princess ran away. Moved to America where she met your father 2 years later she fell in love and they got married she brought him home but we didn't approve. She was way to good for him. He was a liar, a cheater, and nothing great. And we where right. We gave her money to get back on her feet. She open a hotel restaurant service you might know it. The four seasons. Yeah that was all your mother. Your father got jealous of what she was becoming and got her onto drugs heroin to be exact.! She ended up pregnant with you and she was so hard on the drugs the woman your father for with Maria she trusted her enough with your life and she let her take you in until she was out of rehab but other things happened. Your dad kidnapped her and rapped her and tortured her for days. He finally threw her out on the streets she relapsed so hard she over dosed than she commuted suicide. She left a trust fund bank account for you and it contained things like money and some of her jewelry. She even wrote a note and I'm guessing you got all of that because you are here. That's the honest to God truth whether you accept it or not you have Royal blood in your veins Milan and we would like to keep it like that.! Marco said very intensely.
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