Alexandra Cleare is a young woman who is blinded by her love of fame and money. Her world revolves around her being rich and having everything she desires. But when her heart desires love she pushes it aside. Three years later she is about to be mar...
One month has past since I became Senior Design Manager and today is the day that my family and I embark on our trip to Italy. I am super nervous because when we arrive I have to meet the King and Queen. That means that I need to look my best and be on my best behaviour. I need to make a lasting impression. Aunt Samantha had been giving me 'Princess Lessons' since Liam and I told her that the Queen had expressed her wishes to meet me. Hopefully I don't make a fool of myself.
I rolled out of bed with a sigh and went down for breakfast.
"How about you try your table manners," mom said when I sat down.
I nodded and began my perfect display of table manners. My only downfall was when I ended up slurping my milk which is a big no-no.
Our flight was at eight tonight and we had to check in at six meaning I had enough time for some extra packing.
Throughout the day after I finalised my packing and I was given the final run through of all of my lessons. I did fairly okay with a few mistakes here and there.
At four I began preparing to leave with a warm bath in the tub, washing my hair and shaving among other hygienic activities. Thankfully I had decided on an outfit to wear so I did not have to waste time on that. I decided to wear no makeup since I was arriving till tomorrow and I can apply it on the way to the palace.
I'm going to a palace. Yipee! My dream come true.
My outfit consisted of a white long sleeve shirt, long white pants and a pair of nude heels.
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"We will be travelling in the Royal Aircraft. That means no waiting in long check out lines," I heard aunt Sam said from the foyer.
"Good cause all I want to do is sleep when I get on that plane," mom said.
"You look sweet," mom said and I nodded in thanks.
"The luggage are in the vehicle," dad said coming the house.
"We are riding in that?" I asked pointing to the black limousine that was sitting in our driveway.
"Yes," Liam said taking my duffel bag from me.
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It was good not having to wait in the ridiculously long line because I was not in the mood to have painful feet. We were finished checking out at around six forty and we boarded at quarter to seven. The plane was small and had three cabins, a living room, a small bathroom and toilet and then the pilot's room.
Everything was black, the walls were a soft, black material, the chairs were black leather, the table was black but it had a vase of red and white flowers, the carpet was white thankfully. Too much black but what can I expect from its owner?
"You never get tired of black do you?" I said and tried to smile after what happened and patted Liam's black clad chest.
