Prince Nicholas and Princess Octavia are forced to marry one another to create an alliance to protect their country. They may hate the law but both of them know it is important for their country. There are bumps on the road here and there but will t...
As the clock ticks the scene replays in her head wondering who is that women and what she is to him "stop frowning you're going to get wrinkles and you and I both know that won't end well" Beatrice breaks her out of her trance "what you thinking of Sweet Pea" she curls her hair with the curling iron to make it into loose curls. Princess Octavia doesn't respond but frowns "what did I say, your mother won't want you to have wrinkles now tell me what's going on" she turns the stool around so she could talk face to face with the Princess.
"Well you know how I see you as my second mother the moment I got to know you right?" Beatrice nods slowly "and even though I see you as my second mother I don't have to tell you anything...well at least what I'm thinking right now you're just going to find this stupid" Princess Octavia murmurs the last part of the sentence. Beatrice tilts her head to the side.
"Honey you know I won't judge" she tells her with an assuring smile. Octavia takes a deep breath sighing as Beatrice waits for her to say what she needs to say.
"I saw the Prince kissing this girl, I don't know what she is to him, who she is to him" she continues babbling on.
"Can you describe her?"
"She has raven hair, light caramel skin and wears something elegant yet... something like Lana's but she wears this dress that reaches mid thigh" trying to re-think what the mysterious girl looks like form what she can see which is only the back of her head. Her stylists eyes widen in shock mumbling profanities under her breath "do you know her?" but Beatrice stays silent.
"We need you to look as glamorous as possible for this is the time to pull out the big guns" Beatrice turns her chair back around grabbing all sorts of equipment and trying to find the perfect dress "ah ha voila the most eye catching of them all" the dress Beatrice is holding is a golden dress with a sweet heart neckline giving off a vintage vibe "it's one of a kind now put on and work it" she shoves it into Octavia's arms. Princess Octavia takes it going into the changing room stripping from her old dress to her new one the dress making her make-up pop.
Octavia's gown.
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Prince Nicholas didn't bother to hide his annoyed look written all over his face and body language as Jacquelyn clings herself onto him babbling about how she had the role of models for a while "like I know they all want me but there are so many options to choose from you know then I was like 'guys I will try to make it to all of your shoots' but in my head I was like 'this is going to be tough' so I came up with a solution" she continues pushing away the though of him ignoring her. Prince Nicholas tries to distract himself by staring at random places when his eyes lands on a beautiful angel walking down the steps his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets, not only did he realize her presence but the whole court jaws dropped "and they were lik- hello?" Jacquelyn waves her arm in front of his face. She follows his gaze landing on Princess Octavia "that bitch" she mutters under her breath.
At the last step the whole of the court start whispering to each other about how ravishing the Princess looks tonight, Prince Nicholas pushes his ex-girlfriend off him making his way to his wife as Jacquelyn calls out to him. The people he passes by they would bow their head in respect making way for him allowing him to approach Princess Octavia more quickly before anyone can sweep her off her feet Prince Nicholas swoops in grabbing in a waltz hold startling the Princess.
