"Yes?" I turn back around to face him. "So you're always working when do you have time to eat?" he asks. "Umm well I don't sometimes and other times I'll sneak in a snack, " I say softly. His face falls. "Really it's okay, " I insist. He nods. "So where in the basement do you work?" he asks. "I have a quite large room down the left hallway. It's the only room to the left actually. It's usually just me in there but every morning at 10:00 my assistants come in to make the garment bags and boxes I need and they take out the trash and clean, " I explain. "Okay..." his voice drifts off. "I must be off. I have gowns and suits to make for the German royal family, " I say. I roll the rack out of his room and back down to the basement. I stay up all night to finish the German's outfits. I work on the jewelry all morning. I place the last of the Queen's jewelry and crowns into the velvet boxes and I get to work on the shoes. A knock comes at my door-which is weird because the people that come down here just yell from outside the door or just walk in. I look over in the mirror and my hairs a mess there are pins in my clothes from when I was sewing and I don't have any makeup on(not that I wear a lot, to begin with) and I look exhausted. I don't have time to clean up so I yell, "Come in!" anyway. I'm picking up the queen's heels and I out them in a clear case. I turn back around to see Maxon. Oh my gosh. The prince is down here and I look like this. "Oh, your highness!" I exclaim surprised. "Please call me Maxon, " he says. "Is something wrong with the suit?" I ask. "No! It's perfect...that's not why I'm here, " he says. "Oh why are you here then?" I ask. He pulls out two paper bags from behind his back. "I brought your favorite. After how you raved about Raising Cane's I figured I had to try some too while I was ordering, " he says. He says while I put the pins had on my sewing tool belt back in the pincushion magnet. I pull down my hair from the messy bun and I pull it back into a neat ponytail. "Awww Maxon you really shouldn't have, " I say. "You need to eat, " he says. "Come sit, " I say inviting him over to the two chairs on the area rug with a coffee table in between. We talk and eat. "So what did you think?" I ask. "That was delicious, " he says. "I told you, " I yawn. "Did you not sleep well?" he asks. "Ummm, " I hesitate. "America?" he inquires. "I didn't sleep. With the ball being moved to in 2
days and the Germans coming tomorrow I have to finish everything today, " I say. "Why don't you let us hire you help?" he asks. "No it's just faster to do it by myself, " I say. He nods. I get up and start putting the shoes on the bottom shelf of the clothing rack and the jewelry on top. Then I hang all of the garment bags with all of the clothes in them. I pull my hair up into a bun. "Sorry your Highness but I have to put these in the wardrobes in the room the Germans will be using, " I say. "I can help if you like, " he offers. "That's quite alright. It's my job and all, " I say rolling the cart out of the room. I put everything into their rooms and I go into the room I work in the basement and I open up one of the doors that lead out of that room. One leads into my room. I lay down and fall asleep.Sorry this was chapter was short but the next will be extra long to make up for it! Hope you enjoyed this let me know in the comments! It makes my day when y'all comment and vote and follow me!! Love y'all!!💖💖
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America Stitches Her Name in Maxon's Heart
FanfictionAmerica becomes a 6.America works in the palace making clothes and jewelry for the royal family and any guests. She is the head of that area of staff. But one day when she has to fit Maxon for a princely suit that is so fancy will they have an immed...