Midnight Royale

Chapter 4: Princess Genevierre De Lucca

I was surprised by the photo. I thought it was me, but I manage to gather my thoughts and glared at Lazarus.

"How much did you pay for editing this? Do you have this in a soft copy? I want it..." I asked him the favor.

I acted cool, but something sinks in my mind! How the hell did I come here?! I am just at veranda a moment ago!

My heart race. Is this real?

No, Genevierre... Don't get confused.

Lazarus' eyes looked at me with confusion.

"Soft... copy?" He asked again.

This is ridiculous! The massive picture in front of me screams elegance that I don't even have! I want this picture! I look powerful!

How did we even get here that fast?!

"What are you?" I asked with all my might.

Lazarus just knotted his head.

"Did you hit your head that hard?" He's now annoyed.

"Prince!" A woman called us. "Princess Genevierre!"

I can't help but roll my eyes. When is this show going to end? I am tired of Prince and Princess! This sucks!

"You are Genevierre De Lucca," he mentioned my name.

A De Lucca? That sounds so fancy! I am just a girl full of debt and decided to die—then all of the sudden... Did I become a Princess?

My nose was about to snort when the maid held my arm lightly.

"Take the Princess to her room," Lazarus ordered.

And before I even answered back the Weird guy—he vanished into thin air. My mouth... fell... I cursed through my mind.

This is a nightmare!

"Princess Genevierre, you should go back to your room and rest," the maid suggested.

I glared at her and pull my arm.

"Stop calling me Princess when I am not!" I hissed.

I got tired of denying everything. So I let the maid assist me up to the grandeur room.

"Princess... You should rest first."

Right. I should sleep. Maybe when I open my eyes, everything will be back to normal.

I throw myself to the glamorous bed and squeeze myself into the comforter. Anyway, this is all in the set—so why not use the props? This is good quality!

The servant looked weirdly at me. I just rolled my eyes on her the shuttered my eyes in sleep. Wishing I will be back at my house with full of debt and threats.

"Princess..." A soft touch moved me. "Princess Genevierre..."

I groaned in annoyance. I wanted to sleep more, but this person won't let me!

"What!?" I groaned and get up.

"Princess, you need to... attend a party."

My mouth opened and realize that I am still in this weird setup! I sighed and slam my back to bed.

What the hell... Why I am still here?

"Princess," they called me. Scared that I might go back to sleep.

"Tell your Prince that I am not feeling well," I told her and shut my eyes.

"You are coming with me..." A husky voice command with full of authority.

Ah, the Lazarus guy.

"I don't want to go."

"Change her dress. Everyone is expecting the Princess." He ordered. He didn't even mind what I have told him!

I pull myself up just to glare at Lazarus who is standing in the doorway. Lazarus is wearing a blank stare, but look so annoyed because of his natural eyebrows that are so thick that it can almost meet.

Gosh, why don't he trim that?

"I am not feeling well! I want to go home!" I squealed like a child.

The servants started to panic again because of the way I talk. I sighed. When will this shıt ends?

"You run very well earlier. You are too loud for a sick person," he said with emphasis. Annoyed.

I was about to talk back when he just disappeared into thin air! My eyes widened in disbelief as I saw some smoke where he came from.

What... the hell is this!?

"Princess," the servant grip my arm. Left to right!

"Don't touch me! Where am I?! What kind of shíts are you!?" I panicked.

Everything dawned on me. The castle, the palace. The servants. The Prince with a fvcking powers! What the hell!? Did he just vanished again in front of me?!

Aside from that, they are calling me Princess Genevierre!

What is this?!

Who am I?!

"Princess, we need to bathe you first—"

I shrieked and hug my body. "Excuse me?! Why would you bathe me? I have my own hands!"

The servants looked at each other. Confused and as if I am the freak here!

They shook their head and started to drag me away from the bed. I am shrieking for my life. I don't want to die here!

I am so confused about the environment!

"I can bathe myself! Please!" I started to cry in frustration when they are stripping my dress harshly! This is so annoying! Humiliating!

The servants stopped their move. Shocked and surprised by my tears, they panic and beg on their knees.

"We are sorry, Princess Genevierre! Please don't cry! We deserve death!"

My mouth hang opened.

What the hell... really?

After I burst into tears, the servants let me go on my own inside a huge bathroom! But they are outside the door. Waiting for command they said.

I looked in the bathroom. Why is there a big jacuzzi here? I inspect from left to right, until to the corner to find a hidden camera—but no found.

I stared at the white ceiling with a glorious chandelier. Is there a camera up?

"Princess?!" The servant knocked.

"I... I am taking a bath!"

I started to strip myself and immediately looked at the jacuzzi. Petals are floating around the water. The water smells like vanilla. A sweet scent!

My mouth opened when my body is in the water. It feels so nice and grand. Plus the candles and fresh scent?

This... is weird. Should I just ride to their trip and wait until they are tired?

"Hah!" I squealed when the servant squiz a black corset into my torso!

I can barely breathe! It felt like my organs will come out to my body! I am wearing a huge lacey balloon dress—and I cannot believe the layers I am wearing!

My eyes widened when the lady handed me an off-shoulder top.

"This is the last one, Princess..."

"Good! This gown is so heavy!" I whined again.

My mouth hang opened when I saw myself in the mirror. My hair is tied in a loose bun, some strands are falling everywhere. It has red roses as its accessories.

My lips are colored in light red. I have a natural makeup look! I look fine!

"Let's put some make-up, Lady..."

Oh, there is more?

What I like is the dress. My boobs are lifted and my body is in perfect shape because of the corset. The black balloon is so fluffy. I think, the motif of this shixt is red and black!

Everything is well—not until I saw my makeup.

I shrieked in horror when I saw how I looked like. My brows are too defined, my lips are red and my face was too white!

"Princess! Is there something wrong—"

"What did you do to my face?!" Is Farrah going to humiliate me this way?! "Get me some water and a towel! Let me do my makeup!" I won't let that bitxch do that!

"Apologies, Princess. That new artist is not as good as before..." They said while I am doing my makeup.

"It's okay. I can manage," I comforted them. They apologize a hundred times already!

It's too hard to put makeup on their materials. The brush is literally like a paintbrush with different angles! But I manage!

One thing that I have learned in Farrah is doing her makeup.

"Woah, Princess! Do you know how to do your makeup? You... look so demure yet it looks like you didn't put anything!"

I smirked. "Of course. Natural look is the trend these days."

"T-Trend?"

I stood up and gather my gown in front. This is so heavy!

"Where is the party?" I asked the servant who looks hesitating.

Let's see what kind of a world is this—and how far they can lie to this 'Princess' game.

A man came with their royal guard uniform! Woah! They are like the guards of monarch families in London!

"Let me show you the way, Princess..." A guy led me.

I am surrounded and heavily guarded by servants and guards! I was confused but I ride with it. Thinking it was still a prank and I am waiting for them to get tired!

When we reach the outside of the palace, I am in disbelief because I saw a white horse and a carousel!

"Woah!? Is this real?!" I hurried to the horse—that made me fall through the ground because of this crazy ball gown!

"Princess!" They all shrieked as if I died there.

I just tripped for Pete's sake!

I confirmed the horse was real because the carousel was moving. I cannot contain my join and excitement. This is my first time riding this!

I was busy giggling but while I stared at the window for too long—I notice the old village is seem consistent for an act.

The place seems legit.

I started to think that this is all real. And it scared me.

A loud trumpet greeted me and then the carousel stopped.

The door opened and a guy offer his hands for help. I mindlessly took it and come down to the carousel.

The guards and servants bow their heads.

"Let's welcome from human aristocrats, Princess Genevierre De Lucca!" The person shouted so loud to the entrance.

I am not thinking and just walking through the massive door—and there I saw a crowd with their fancy gowns and shoes.

I stilled from where I am... What happened to me?

I woke up from my thoughts when someone snake his arms through my waist. I was surprised to see Lazarus in front of me.

"This is our world, Genevierre. Do you remember anything now?"

My forehead knotted and pushed him away from me. I feel a lot of stares and I don't feel like linking myself to this weird man!

"Where am I? What are you?" I asked him.

He chuckled and leaned his face on me.

"As if you don't have any idea. You studied me since you had your consciousness."

What a boastful jerk we have here!

He held my hand and started to go downstairs.

"Shall we act in love tonight, my princess?"

I cringed while walking with him. "That is gross, my prince. Don't bother."

He looked at me in surprise. "Gross?"

I sighed and when we reach the ground—I pull my hands out of him.

"Thanks for the guide."

Lazarus' mouth hangs. I evacuated.

I gather my gown around and walk. This is such a big inconvenience! Being pretty is an inconvenience!

I notice that everyone's eyes are on me. Did I have something on my face or do I look so pretty?

My eyes widened when Lazarus pop in front of me!

I was about to fall because of shock but his reflexes were so fast that he immediately catch me.

I stilled and looked at his eyes. Lazarus is smiling, but his eyes tell that he is annoyed.

He gritted his teeth and pull my waist up.

"You can't go alone, my princess. You are my supposed to be love. So stay by my side because I don't like to be with you too."

My heart started to skip a beat. I don't know why did that happen. Maybe because of how he looked at me? Or his hands is gripping my waist tight? Or our body is too close that it feels awkward?