When someone lives in Estella you know that they are extremely rich. Mostly because the palace is in plain sight. Living by royalty is a honor to most people but not for Gisselle Delafontaine. Gisselle finds it rather bothersome specifically because...
After the events of yesterday we were showed our rooms that we would be staying at for the time that we are here.
They were anything but terrible. The rooms were stunning. The beds were fluffy and would swallow me up. The duvets where as soft as could be. I knew I would be sleeping like a baby tonight.
When you would walk out of your room you would see a living space with couches and a tables. Apparently we would be spending a lot of our spare time in that room with each other.
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I thought we would be sent our belongings but they told us we would be gaining a whole new wardrobe. We would all have a special seamstresses and designers assigned to us who would be making our dresses. I do wish I could have at least had some of my dresses. Good thing I wouldn't be here that long.
After getting settled I finally met the other girls that that were also picked. There was Rishika a girl from India, Angela a girl from America, Camille a girl from France, Azuela a girl from Peru, and Alika the last girl who was from Nigeria. They were all very beautiful. I was especially fond of Rishika and Alika. They were very nice and out there.
I was lying siting on the golden cushioned bed stool just taking everything in. It was already noon and I still haven't ate anything, because I decided to skip breakfast this morning. I am totally regretting it now.
As my stomach rumbles I aimlessly walk around the huge palace trying to find the kitchen or at least the dining area. The more I walk the more I feel like I am lost. Maybe walking aimlessly wasn't the smartest idea. I turn back to go back the way I was until I heard yelling from another room.
Me being curious and all go to the door that was ajar where the yelling came from. I peek in only to gasp, under my hands. The king was in there. he was standing right there. Am I even allowed to be this close to hi without permission. Suddenly a deep voice booms. I thankfully didn't scream because I would've been caught and had severe consequences.
I look to the man who owned the voice only to see his back. From what I saw the man was tall and had curly brown hair. He looked very strong and muscled underneath the suit he was wearing.
After admiring the back of the unknown man, I start to listen in on their conversation you never know what juicy stuff they could be talking about. I might as well have fun here if I am not going to be staying here for long.
" But son you have to." the king says sternly. Wait, what now!?! So that must be the prince well king well.. whatever he is. This just immensely got more entertaining.
" Father! I have already agreed to this marriage ordeal I am not going to be all nice to those women and act like I wanted this."
" So then what are you going to do? Make me choose for you?" the prince stays silent.
" Luca you can't be serious. It is going to be your future wife not mine!"
" I never wanted to get married in the first place! You might as well pick one for me, because I have no doubt in my mind that I will hate all of them."
