The Prancing Horse

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"How do I look?" Lewis said walking out of his room. He was dressed in an all-black suit with a white bow tie. 

"Like you could be Royalty." I smiled. 

 "Is it true that I am in consideration for a title?" he questioned and I stayed silent. 

"Let's go," I whispered.

 We walked out in silence to find the group waiting for us. Charles immediately saw something wrong and pulled me to the side, 

"Mon Ange what is wrong?" he asked softly. 

"I am going to award Lewis a title, but it will change his life," I whispered. 

"Which one" "How about Duke," I replied. 

Charles shook his head, "What about Count, then there is only one level between him and Duke?" Charles countered. 

I thought for a moment, "You know I can't because he has an award from the Queen of England. If there is one thing I won't do is go behind another Queens back." I explained and he just nodded.

 We joined the group which consisted of, Toto, Christian, Mattia, Max, Daniel, Lewis, Pierre, and Sebastian. 

"Hey, where is Kimi?" I exclaimed looking for the driver. 

"I will only go if you buy me unlimited vodka and ice cream," he said strolling up and we all burst out laughing. 

"Bwoah, I mean why not." I joked. 

He just shook his head as the Royal limo pulled up to us. We all filled in and soon we were off. 

"So, Scarlett who is your favorite driver?" Toto asked smirking. 

"Current or Past?" I asked, 

"Both." I thought for a moment, "Jules is my favorite from the past. Present...gosh I feel like this is a loaded question..." 

Toto cut me off, "You cannot say, Charles, because he is your husband." and I let out a breath. 

"Oh, it's totally me then," Lewis said. 

I raised a brow, "When you keep beating my Ferrari boys?" I asked and that shut him up. 

"Then it would be Sebastian, you've known her the longest," Christian added. 

"I'm not, and I have not known her the longest," he said.

 I just sat back as the boys argued who was my favorite. 

"Charles!" Max called, "Do you know who here favorite driver is?" he asked. 

"Yes," he replied with a smirk. 

"Whoooo!" they all yelled. 

Charles shook his head, "He knows it because he has been quiet this whole time." he hinted and they all turned to Kimi, who had the biggest smirk on his face. 

"How!" Lewis and Daniel exclaimed. 

"I am just like that." he shrugged.

 "Ok, c'mon you guys! Kimi introduced me to Sebastian. Sebastian introduced me to Daniel and Daniel to Lewis." I argued. 

"But...I thought we were best friends." Lewis said. 

"Oh my goodness, I asked who was her favorite driver, not a best friend!" Toto exclaimed. I just leaned on Charles' shoulder for the rest of the ride watching my closest friends have a great time together. 

After about an hour of arguments, we all unloaded from the limo and got into the restaurant where the press was waiting outside for us.

 "Hey, we can't all fit!" Pierre said and I nodded. 

"Split into two groups and then you will go up like that," I said pulling Charles in the elevator. 

"They get their own elevator!" Daniel complained, but Charles smirked pulling me in for a kiss as the elevators closed. 

"Maybe you could talk to Mattia about what we are deciding," he suggested. 

"I will Mon Amour, but tonight let's just be us and not the Royals and an F1 driver," I said and he replied with another kiss. 

Soon the doors opened and the whole restaurant stood as we exited in respect. I nodded going to greet people and have a small conversation. "You truly are an inspiration!" one lady said to me and I blushed a little. "Humble too!" her husband added. 

"Really you are too kind. I know I have had my differences with your Royal Family, but I will always hold the United Kingdom in high regard and its people a place in my heart." I replied. 

"Well it truly has been a pleasure," they said with a bow and I left to the private room. 

"Look at you Queening around," Lewis said with a proud look. 

"Queening around?". 

"Just go with it," Toto said laughing. I sat between Lewis and Toto and Across from, Charles who separated Max and Pierre. 

"So why are we having this dinner?" Mattia asked.

 "Me!" Lewis said and everyone snickered, except Charles who had a frown on his face. I sent jabbed Lewis in the side and he squealed. 

"Drop it," I whispered and he smirked. 

Soon our waitress came and all the boy's eyes went straight to her, and even I'll admit she looked like a model, but like me at the same time. 

"Hello everyone, I am Sapphire and I will be taking care of you tonight," she said with a Monégasque accent. 

"Welcome," Charles smirked and Lewis tensed beside me. Alright, two can play this game, Charles. "What can I start you all off with tonight," she asked. While the boys ordered she and Charles flirted the whole time, and Lewis was getting aggravated. 

"Your majesty?" she called and my head shot up. "Umm, a Rosé please and a salad to start off," I said with a sickly sweet voice in French and she nodded. 

"Oh, and the lady who you are talking with is renting out the restaurant for a party and extended an invitation for you and your friends to join tonight." 

"Oh, we would love to!" Charles exclaimed rubbing his hands together and she walked away. 

"Mattia, if I could have a word please," I said to the man. 

He grimaced and got up to follow me into the hall. "How may I help?" he asked.

I sighed "I and other officials are taking into consideration the idea of Charles retiring and taking on full duties as the second-highest-ranking member of the Royal family." I explained. 

He sighed in return, "I knew this was coming, but I have to say he loves F1. I know this isn't what you want to hear, but it is in his bones. It is above all else." he explained. 

"Even me and our country?" I exclaimed. 

Mattia nodded, "You of all people should know this. You said duty before self. It is his duty to race. So could you blame him if he followed your words?" Mattia said softly. 

"I know, but I will get back to you after Monza," I explained, and unexpectedly the man gave me a short hug. 

"You take your time." he smiled and we went back to dinner. The rest of the dinner went smooth despite the fact Lewis was ready to murder Charles on the spot. Soon after we finished dessert the lady from earlier came to take us to their party where the music was pumping. The staff was even invited, which made my eyes fly to Charles dancing with the waitress. 

"Do you trust me?" Lewis whispered in my ear. I smirked, "What are you planning Hamilton?" I asked as he leads me to the dance floor.