The Royal Wedding - Shree Lakshmi (best books to read ever txt) 📗

Chapter 1
SAMANTHA WHITE stood near the large glass window from where she can see the park before her apartment. Early morning’s sun rays falls on her, making her black long hair to shine and her olive-skinned to glow. Her green eyes twinkled when she saw people having their morning walk while few children wearing their school uniforms were walking along the pavement.
They were laughing and jumping in excitement. A small smile curved on her lips as she watched them leaving the street. She saw young girls and boys cycling together and chatting with each other. But the most amazing thing that she has been waiting since morning came to her sight. She saw a middle aged man wearing black trousers along with gray shirt walking along with his 5 years old daughter. She has blonde curls, wearing her blue uniform and a tiny bag on her shoulders.
They walked along the pavement with hand in hand, the man laughing at what she was saying to him. Sam leaned towards the glass and closed her eyes. It’s the same scene she sees every day that reminded of her.
“Daddy… Daddy….. Do you think I will become a pilot?” she asked her dad while walking through the green fields.
“Yes, baby you will. But why do you think so like that? You can become anything you want” her dad assured her.
“Really dad, anything? Even if I became a model?” She eyed her father and looked excited.
“Why not? Anything for my princess” he smiled and picked her up. They reached their house which is at a walk able distance from her school. Her father, Mr. John White has a hotel business and her mother Mrs. Michelle White helps him in his business.
“You always spoil her” Michelle accused her husband while looking at her daughter, Sam.
“No, I am not…. She will become what she wants… anything her heart wishes” John gave a strong word to her.
“Sam?” She looked at her accepting her opinion.
“Sam” someone called out her name. She jerked back from the window and turned around to see her aunt Rose standing next to the breakfast counter, hands on her hips and looking at her.
“Why do you always watch outside everyday at the same time?” She asked her seriously. Sam thought of answering her but later decided not to. Rose will never understand why she always watch outside, everyday.
“It’s nothing. I am just watching outside,” she said casually and sat on the sofa. She picked up the newspaper and started reading it.
“So…. What do you think?” Rose asked her suddenly. Her voice had a hint of excitement. Sam kept the newspaper down and eyed at her. She looks amazing even in her late twenties. She has the same green eyes that her mother used to have and her regular Yoga practice made her look young and sexy. Her blonde hair tied as a plait worked awesome on her oval face with neat eyebrows. She wore her favorite black business suit.
“You look amazing, I think so” she teased her. Rose frowned and looked at her.
“But I don’t think Philip would mind you being so…. Sexy?” Sam continued when Rose didn’t answer her. Philip was her long time boyfriend and they were so serious in their relationship that they will marry at any time.
“Sam,” Rose yelled from the counter,” I am not asking about me or Philip. I am asking about the matter we talked yesterday night”
“No…. Not again” she shook her head at Rose. The whole evening they went on debating about it. She wants Sam to help her in her business. She is New York’s best wedding planner and she wants Sam to accompany to her next project. When Rose looked at her niece Sam, who is totally refusing to work with her, decided to try her best to convince her.
"Sam, you need to help me this time,” she begged her, “listen, this is the biggest contract I ever got. So, I don’t want to lose it,”
Rose looked pleading at Sam. She couldn’t watch her like that.
“Fine, but I don’t know about your business and what the big deal with it. You have already made dozen of wedding arrangements without any help so why this time?” Replied Sam confusingly.
“Oh dear, you don’t know but it’s very special, so please promise me you will help me,” her aunt said pleadingly already knowing that she is winning this argument.
Sam had no other choice but to say yes. Rosalie is the only living relative for Sam. Sam lost her parents in a car accident and Rosalie became her legal guardian. She gave Sam what ever she wants, so Sam wants to make her happy by saying yes.
“That’s awesome. Now have your breakfast, I am leaving for office,” Rose packed her bag, soften her dress and kissed Sam on her cheeks.
“We will discuss about it this evening” she reminded her as she smiled and waved at her. Sam waved her back and watched her while she took out her Red Convertible car and speeded away.
Sam sighed and turned her attention to her house. Practically speaking it is Rose’s apartment. Two years passed since she lost her parents and Rose, her mom’s sister took care of her as a guardian. They share a flat with neatly designed rooms. Sam feels like living in her home although her house is far away. After cleaning the house and setting the clothes for laundry, she went into the kitchen to prepare herself lunch
She prepared grilled chicken along with cauliflower soup. She loves cooking and tries to prepare new recipes. Her mother always used to experiment her daughter's recipes. Not every time it's would have come perfect but if it comes perfect they would have included in their hotel's menu.
Sam's parents used to have chain of hotels. It was one of the city's leading hotels and people used to love arranging parties and meetings. It's the perfect life for Sam until they died in a car accident. It was then when their hotels were overtaken by the other leading hotel companies. But they were kind enough to leave the hotel names and management as per her parents used to have. She always blames herself for their accident. A small tear rolled on her cheek.
Suddenly her phone buzzed. She lifted without seeing the caller ID as she knows who will be calling her now.
” Hey Sam, watch the news.” Rose sounded eager.
“Rose, now what happened?” her voice held the hint of teasing and walked to the TV. She switched it on and sat on the sofa.
“Oh come on darling, you have to see the biggest news,” there was a hint of excitement.
“Okay, I will see. Just wait,” she smiled
“Okay then, call me after seeing that. I have work for you.”
“Fine” She sighed.
She flipped the channels until she got the news channel. She remained calm as some commercials were coming.
“Oh god, I wonder why she wants me to watch this,” she thought irritatingly.
Suddenly the heading arrived as breaking news and a young news reader probably some twenty-five wearing blue Italian suit along with a huge smile on his face.
“Italy’s most visited tourist attraction which is famous for it's cuisine, art, museums, medieval cityscape and the Palio, a horse race held twice yearly has one more thing to celebrate.” He smiled.
Sam scoffed thinking what is would be.
“Living in there, the smallest kingdom, where people still want their king to come back from his health is celebrating the wedding of their most eligible bachelor of Italy. Now he will not be the bachelor for long but going to become the new king as he is going to take his father’s responsibilities due to his illness. Let us then see our reporter directly from the Siena,”
The screen changed into a woman in her late thirties, catching her mike and smiling at the camera.
“As you can see” she continued” a large crowd is formed right before the palace and everyone is eager to meet the new couple,” she smiled and turned to see the palace. The camera zoomed as the couple entered the balcony.
“And here they come” she said excitedly.
All the color drained from Sam’s face as she saw the couple waving at the crowd.
The man was six feet with muscular built is dressed in a black suit and white shirt and with handsome looks in which every woman can feel for him. His eyes were blue which reflected the ocean. The woman was dressed in white shirt and cream suit. She had short brown curly hair. The couple was standing in such a position that the woman’s hand was resting on the man’s elbow showing a pink emerald surrounded by white diamonds on the ring.
“Prince Stefan is officially engaged to Miss Elena.” The reporter said excitedly as the camera scanned the crowd.
Sam couldn’t believe her eyes when she saw the couple, smiling and looking at each other. All her time she was worried about this situation and finally it happened. She was nearly in tears when her phone started buzzing.


Chapter 2
Prince George William Stefan is staring outside the huge glass window of his office room holding a glass of whiskey. He is sitting at the edge of the table. His mind was repeating all the sudden events that happened a month before.
Stefan is twenty-three, a right age to get married according to his mother. Stefan never felt about marrying and ruling at this early age but due to his father’s illness, the duty to his country comes to his shoulder. His mother Queen Victoria was searching a perfect bride for him.
“Mom, why it is that I have to marry before I rule,” asked Stefan while serving a cup of tea for her in the lawn.
They always share their tea everyday in the evening discussing the country’s plan and problems. Stefan was wearing his casual dress. He has those electric blue eyes with brown hair falling in his eyes make a perfect match to his heart-shaped face. His mother with short hair and well business suit dress looked elegant even in her old age.
“Oh dear, marriage brings responsibilities and make you understand the normal life,” replied his mother.
“Oh come on mom, this is the 21st century, you don’t have to get married to rule, responsibilities comes but not with this way,” he tried to convince her.
“Your father married me when he was about your age and ruled the country even your grandfather. You can’t break this rule which is followed over generations.” She said while sipping the tea.
“Mom ...” He started to protest but his mother went on “you are twenty-three; a right age to get married and your father is not in good health to rule. So for his sake accept these responsibilities.” She tapped his hand and smiled lovingly.
His mother finished her tea and started to leave for a meeting when she finally said “as a matter of fact I have chosen a bride for you. The photo is in the envelope. I think she makes a fine princess and I hope you also feel the same.” Saying this she placed the envelope before Stefan and went to the council.
Stefan stared at his mother and sighed looking at the envelope. He knows very well that his mother would select a perfect one. He opened the envelope and looked at the photo. The photo was of Elena Meldon, only daughter of the businessman Richard Meldon. She was wearing a strapless floor-length taffeta