The Rich-Royal Romances
Chapter 1:-The Royal Wedding 1
June Clairmont-Diaz
What are you wearing ?
Alex Clairmont-Diaz
For what?"
June Clairmont-Diaz
The wedding
Alex Clairmont-Diaz
"Whose wedding ?
June Clairmont-Diaz
"Uh, the royal wedding" June says. "Of England. It's literally
on every cover I showed you."
She holds Us Weekly up again, and this time Alex notices the main story in giant letters: PRINCE PHILIP SAYS I DO! Along
with a photograph of an extremely nondescript British heir
and his equally nondescript blond fiancée smiling blandly.
Alex Clairmont-Diaz
He drops his donut in a show of devastation. "That's this weekend?"
June Clairmont-Diaz
"Alex, we leave in the morning," June tells him. "We've got two appearances before we even go to the ceremony. I cant
believe Zahra hasn't climbed up your *** about this already.
Alex Clairmont-Diaz
shit I forgot
June Clairmont-Diaz
is it possible you willfully forgot about the biggest international event of the year because you dont want to see your arch-nemesis?
Alex Clairmont-Diaz
June, I'm the son of the President of the United States.
Prince Henry is a figurehead of the British Empire. You can't
Alex Clairmont-Diaz
You can't just call him my archnemesis
Iondon is an absolute spectacle, crowds cramming thes streets
outside Buckingham Palace and all through the city, in Union Jacks and waving tiny tiags over their heads.
Barthemeow
Miss Claremont-Diaz
says the man, who looks like his
name is probably Reginald or Bartholomew or something. He
bows, and miraculously his hairpiece doesn't fall off into June's plate.
Barthemeow
His Royal Highness Prince Henry wonders it you would do him the honor of accompanying him for a dance.
June Clairmont-Diaz
**freezes**
Nora
"Oh, she'd love to," Nora volunteers. "She's been hoping he'd ask all evening
Barthemeow
That would be lovely
Excellent
And there Henry is, in the fiesh, as clasSically handsome a
ever in his tailored three-piece suit, all tousled sandy hair and
high cheekbones and a soft, friendly mouth. He holds himself with innately impeccable posture, as if he emerged fully formed and upright out of some beautiful Buckingham Palace posy garden one day.
HRH Prince Henry of Wales
Hello, June
HRH Prince Henry of Wales
do you know how to waltz ?
June Clairmont-Diaz
I'm Sure I could pick it up
Alex Clairmont-Diaz
you should do two champagne fountains instead of one.
Really embarrassing to be at a wedding with only one champagne fountain
HRH Prince Henry of Wales
Alex
Henry says in that maddeningly posh accent
HRH Prince Henry of Wales
"I wondered if l'd have the pleasure.
Alex Clairmont-Diaz
Looks like it's your lucky day
HRH Prince Henry of Wales
Truly a momentous occasion, Henry agrees
Alex Clairmont-Diaz
Do you ever get tired," Alex says, "of pretending youre above all this?"
HRH Prince Henry of Wales
I'm sure I don't know what you mean.
he gives him a smirk takes a sip of wine from his glass and leaves
CHAPTER 2:- The Sugary Stumble
Alex Clairmont-Diaz
You act Iike you re too important to be anywhere,ever. Doesn t that get exhausting?
HRH Prince Henry of Wales
"I'm...abit more complicated than that
HRH Prince Henry of Wales
"Oh," Henry says, narrowing his eyes. You re drunk"
HRH Prince Henry of Wales
"I believe perhaps you should consider switching to water, Alex
Alex Clairmont-Diaz
Should I?"
Alex Clairmont-Diaz
Am I offending you? Sorry I'm not obsessed
HRH Prince Henry of Wales
Have youe noticed I have never once approached you and have been a
exhaustively civil every time we've spoken?
HRH Prince Henry of Wales
Yet here you are approaching me out again." He takes a sip of his champagne
HRH Prince Henry of Wales
simply an observation
Alex Clairmont-Diaz
What? I'm not" Alex stammers. "You re the
HRH Prince Henry of Wales
Have a lovely evening, Alex," Henry says tersely, to walk off.
and without thinking, he reaches out and pulls Henry's shoulder back. And then Henry turns, suddenly, and almost does push Alex off him this time. The next thing he knows, he's tripping over his own foot
They were stumbling backward into the table nearest him. He notices too late that the table is, to his horror, the one bearing. the massive eight-tier wedding cake,
and he grabs for Henry's arm to catch himself, but all it does is throw both of them off-balance and send them crashing together into the cakestand.
Alex Clairmont-Diaz
**it's lanche of white buttercream, some kind of sugary $75.000**
his eye, Alex can seea cut across the top of Henry's cheekbone he could feel his *** in his hands . For a second, all he can think as he stares up at the ceiling
Alex Clairmont-Diaz
**His next thought is that his mother is going to murder him in cold blood.**
HRH Prince Henry of Wales
"oh my fucking Christ" he mutters slowly
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