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

person when she came to meet Stefan.
Shit… Edward, you can’t think about her like that…. He cursed under his breath.
He can’t control himself thinking about her. He began to hate himself for liking her. He didn’t like the idea to meet her again but the Queen ordered him to do that job himself.
After his twenty minute drive, he arrived at her mansion. It’s beautiful with huge white mansion and large beautiful garden. He went to the door and rang the bell. To his surprise the door was opened by Elena herself. She was in her floral skirt which came to her knees and white shirt with two buttons pooped out. Her hair was loose with no make. She was looking gorgeous. Edward couldn’t take his eyes out.
“Hello Edward,” she smiled to him,” Please come inside”
She indicated him to enter and he entered inside. The hall was huge with all the wooden furniture. Sunlight was everywhere in the room, making it brighter.
“Have a seat” she said to him. He nodded and sat on the couch.
“So? What brought you here?” She asked him as the servant gave him orange juice. He took it and drank it.
“Well,” he cleared his throat, “Tomorrow in the palace, there is a Ball. I came here to invite you,” he handed her the invitation.
“Oh! That’s great. I will come,” she kept looking at the invitation. Edward couldn’t stand anymore so he decides to leave. Elena shot a glance to him.
“I have to leave now,” he stood up and walked to the door. He saw that Elena didn’t follow him to the door.
Once he was out of the house and entered the car, he let out a breath and sighed deeply. That was too hard to handle… he thought.
He turned his car as it passed through the large iron gates but with a swift glance in his rearview mirror he saw Elena standing in her balcony and watching him.
He is officially mad… he thought.
***
Sam started her work with the theme of the ball. It’s the color theme with black and red combination. She thought of every possible decoration but couldn’t manage to decide it. Arrangement was never her part. She was worst in deciding anything to arrange. Even Stefan knows it. He helped her during the time of their prom.
They were given the auditorium of their university, along with Sam and Stefan, and some of their classmates. They used to have fun while decorating. Stefan handled the invitations while Sam handled the arrangements. Every day they used to be together, make fun with others and enjoyed. Stefan used to help her in decoration and also gave advices. He used to hold her while decorating the walls. Sam uses to cook lunch for Stefan so that they can have lunch together. Those were the lovely days for Sam.
Those days Stefan used to kiss her when they were alone. Those kisses were simple at first that turned into passionate. Somewhere in her heart she knew that this relationship will work. But it never worked out. She cleared her mind and started doing her work. She knew the best to handle this is to call Rose. She took her phone and started dialing when she heard Edward calling her. She was standing on the huge stairs. She turned and saw Edward at the last step. He smiled at her and started walking towards her.
“Hi, busy?” He yelled.
“Hi, well not busy but I am thinking about the Ball,” she smiled at him.
He checked his watch “well its lunch time. Come let’s have it,”
She had work to do but she was hungry so she nodded and told him to wait so that she can change herself. She went to the room and bathed. She wore a causal low hip jean with a white lace jumper. She applied some make-up. She thought it’s just casual lunch and she was looking casual.
Edward was talking to one the employee when she went there. He looked quite serious but also nervous.
“I am ready,” she said cheerfully,
“You look fresh and beautiful,” he smiled and she smiled back.
They started walking outside the hall and entered the corridor. Sam still doesn’t know the paths well. She still finds herself in a strange room when she gets lost.
“Thanks. So where are we going?” She asked him once they were outside the hall.
“Nothing far. Just here,” he said casually.
“Here in palace?” She sounded shocked.
“Yes, along with her majesty and the prince,” now she couldn’t believe that.
“Oh no, you should say that before, I never dine with them,” she stopped and looked shocked.
“You will love it,” he assured her and kept his hand around her without touching her.
“Well, I am not dressed properly,” she insisted.
“Don’t worry, you look perfect,” he gave her one genuine smile.
Before she could say any they were outside the dinning room. He opened the door and entered. She followed him silently.
One of the maids indicated a chair for Sam which was in front of Stefan. Sam greeted the queen and sat down. Lunch was begun to serve. Edward sat next to her.
“So dear, how are arrangements going on?” The queen asked her while drinking the soup.
“They are fine, your majesty,” she said slowly.
“Well I hope you are not getting any difficulty then,” she asked her as she finished her soup and the maid took that out.
“I am trying to do my best, Ma’am,” Sam tried to sound confident.
“That’s good to hear.”
They ate silently. Sometimes Edward starts talking to the queen. Stefan ate silently. They both didn’t talk.
A Butler entered the room and informed the queen that a call has arrived for her. She left them but Edward followed her. Sam and Stefan were left alone.
Stefan didn’t talk to her. It was like a torture to her. She can’t speak to him. She felt relief when he left her all alone in that room. She silently finished her lunch and started walking back to her work. That was the horrible lunch time for her.
When she entered the hall, she saw people working on their decorations. The combinations of ribbons and flowers were perfect. But that was not her idea. From the morning she was unable to decide the combinations and now they were perfect. She asked one of her employees about it. He looked at her confused and said that they were in her paper and was written perfectly.
She ran to the table where she kept her papers. He was right, they were actually written by someone, all the perfect combinations. Seeing the writing she knew who wrote them. She didn’t expect Stefan to help her. She worked all the evening and was totally tired. The hall was decorated perfectly and food list was prepared. She made the list approved by the queen and gave it to the palace chef. After all her works were over, she checked for the final time. Edward approved it.
“It’s beautiful. You did great. The queen really liked it,” he said it, making her cheer and proud.
She smiled with tired. He looked at her and smiled knowingly.
“You better take a rest. Remaining things will be arranged,”
“Well there nothing else to arrange but it would be nice if you check all once more,”
“Sure it’s my duty,” he smiled and took the pad from her and left her go.
She left him and walked towards her room. She was feeling tired and a little dizzy. She was getting sleepy and her eyelids were forced to shut. She could see a man standing at the far end of the corridor. Before she could see who he was, she slid into unconsciousness.
She opened her eyes and found herself in her bed. Her dress was changed into her nightdress. But she couldn’t remember how she came into her room and changed herself. Her body parts were aching. She dragged herself out of bed and glanced at her watch. It was already 10 o’clock. She didn’t know how she slept for so long and why anyone didn’t wake her.
She hurried to bath and change to white skirt and pink silk blouse. She was ready and already late. She came to the hall. The arrangements were like the same when she left. She spotted Lucy in the hall.
“Lucy,” she waved at her.
Lucy saw her calling and came to her.
“Did you have a nice sleep Sam?” She asked smilingly but was in a hurry.
“Yeah great, but why didn’t you wake me up?”
She looked at her confused,” you wrote in the note not wake you up,”
“What? I didn’t write any note,” Sam looked confused.
“Yes you wrote. Here see this,” she handed over the note.
“If you please excuse me, I have to go,” Lucy left her.
Sam nodded and stared at the note. It was written ‘please don’t wake me,’
That’s strange she didn’t write any… she thought
And then she saw the writing and realized who wrote. It was Stefan’s.
So Stefan wrote it and left it in her room. If he wrote it then he was the one last night standing near her room and who changed her dress!!!...... Shock crept into her body as she thought that.
She couldn’t understand why he is taking care of her… now.


Chapter 7
Standing in his room, Stefan was getting ready for the ball. He was wearing his tux. It was getting late and he has to be with his mom to invite guest. He went down to his mom. She wore her favorite designer ball gown and was looking amazing. She was in the hall talking to the prime minister. The prime minister is around in his late fifties but look amazing in his age. Along with him was his wife who is the legal lawyer of our palace. His dad was sitting in the armchair looking terribly ill. He went straight to his dad and kneeled before him.
“Hello dad,” he patted his hand. He smiled weakly at his son and kept looking around. The king had been ill for many days and doctors were trying hard to keep him healthy.
Stefan stood up and went straight to his mom. When they saw him coming towards them, the prime minister and his wife excused themselves and left them alone.
“Mom I think dad should be taken in. He is ill,” Stefan looked worried.
“I know that darling. But his presence is important now. Just a few more minutes we will take him,” she smiled at her son lovingly.
He nodded and went to greet his guest. Everything was beautifully arranged. All the black and red combinations were amazing. He knew that Sam needs guidance so he wrote them on her paper when he left her in the dinner hall. But when was about to enter his room last night, he saw her walking lazily and weakly. If he hadn’t come to catch her from falling down she would have hit the ground.
She looked tired and pale after making the whole arrangement. He carried her to her room and called one maid to change her dress. Before leaving her room he wrote a message and left her. He turned around to catch the glimpse of her but she wasn’t there in the room. His eyes traveled to Edward who was at the bar talking to his friends. He walked to them and involved in their conversation.
He was talking to Edward and other friends when he spotted her. She looked stunning. She was wearing a long strapless simple red dress with simple jewelry. She was walking down the alley looking worried. She looked the same during their prom. She was more beautiful than that.
“She looks gorgeous,” he