I was in my bedroom with my tie master, Errol and my personal man servant, Aaron. The tie selection was, as always, a difficult one. Style over price? Practicality over style? Color over price? Ah, the duties of the prince.
“Tie master, what do you recommend?” I asked.
“Sir, I’m just the salesman,” he explained. “They don’t call me a tie master.”
“Nonsense, you are the master of ties!” I laughed. “Aaron, do you believe this Tie Master? We should’ve brought one from Andalia.”
“Is he being serious?” the Tie Master asked Aaron.
“No,” said Aaron flatly. “The prince is bored and when he is bored he likes to imagine things.”
“Aaron! You’re ruining the game!” I said, trying to silence him. “The whole point of the game was to get him to admit he is a Tie Master.”
“I am a Tie Master?” said the Tie Master confused.
“No, now Aaron has ruined it. As always Aaron. You ruin my fun!”
“So…you don’t want a tie?” the Tie Master asked.
“Well, you did come all the way up here and it has been two hours… Very well, I shall take one.”
“That’s great, your Highness. Which one?”
“All of them, of course,” I said incredulous. “Especially the one you’re wearing. I like that!”
“Well, technically my tie isn’t---“
“I like that!” I said more intently.
The Tie Master immediately started taking off his tie. He was making a hefty profit from me. Why shouldn’t I have some fun? It was so boring in Los Angeles. Honestly, if they weren’t making movies here, I don’t know what these people would do. The Tie Master finished removing his tie and I immediately put it on.
“Thank you, Tie Master,” I said. “You are dismissed. Aaron will see that you are paid. Pay him Aaron.”
“Yes, your Highness. Right this way, Tie Master.”
“Ah, ha! Aaron! You said it! You lose the game!”
“Dammit,” muttered Aaron. “I suppose you win, Your Highness. I forgot myself. A thousand pardons.”
“Nonsense! You finally let me have some fun.”
They left the room and I adjusted my tie in the mirror. I smiled, but then realized I was bored again.
“Great,” I muttered. “Now what do I do with my day?”
I wasn’t much of a TV watcher. Don’t get me wrong, American television is quite amazing, but I had watched all I could. I had a television in the shower and in every room of the embassy. My IT fellow had rigged it so it would turn on TV’s to exactly what I was watching in the other room when I entered. It’s an efficient way to watch a show. Naturally, I was caught up on everything, even on Netflix.
Turning on my computer, I decided that the Internet would show me something different. I had meant to get my IT guy back in here to do the same thing with YouTube he did with my TV. Then I remembered, YouTube was a choice on my TV! In no time at all, I was watching Fail videos all over the embassy! Ah, ha! This was fun!
About ten minutes later, I was finished. Damn! Why is it so hard for the idle rich to entertain themselves? Is it no wonder my ancestors started wars over nothing? They were probably bored to tears in their castles.
Then, something unusual happened. Aaron came back into the room with a concerned look on his face. Finally! Something interesting!
“What is it, Aaron?” I asked with interest.
“There’s a Ms. Savannah Kelly to see you, Your Highness. She claims to have a personal message to deliver to you. I could not get it out of her. Shall I send her away?”
“No, you fool!” I snapped. ‘Savannah Kelly is a goddess and a fine actress. Show her to my bed chamber immediately!”
“As you wish,” bowed Aaron.
I rushed to my bed chamber and quickly checked myself in the mirror. I sprayed a bit of cologne, but not too much. Ooo, this would be a treat! Fucking a movie star in the middle of the day. This whole day has turned around!
I took a relaxed position on the bed and she entered.
“Ms. Kelly,” I greeted. “It’s been a while. Why don’t you come over here and relax?”
“Uh, slow down Dominique,” she said. “I have something to tell you.”
“I can do slow. I can slowly make love to you. I can slow lick your---“
“I’m pregnant,” she said, spoiling the mood.
It took a few seconds to register to my brain. The smile faded. Oh, shit. I stood from the bed.
“Oh, well. This is uh, rather, um…surprising,” I said. “You’re quite sure it’s…”
“Well, it’s either you or Byron,” she said.
“Byron? Oh, dear God. You haven’t told him yet, have you?” I asked.
“I was going to see him next. Is he here?”
“No, he’s in Napa Valley on a wine tasting tour,” I explained.
“Not a drinker?” she asked.
“Oh, well, yes, but I’m no longer allowed in several of the wineries,” I said embarrassed. “I am what you might call an over drinker sometimes.”
“I see.”
“Look, there’s no sense in telling Byron until the paternity test comes back,” I urged. “Please let’s keep this between us, hmm?”
“That doesn’t seem right,” she said, struggling with the consequences. “What if it’s his?”
“Then we will inform him together and so much the better that I’m there to comfort him.”
“Comfort him? You make it sound like he’s going to die.”
“I meant no disrespect,” I assured her. “In fact, I’m rather hoping the child is mine. My father would be very happy. He’s been pressuring me to get married and have an heir.”
“Yeah, well, just slow down,” she said. “I’m not really the marrying type.”
“What type are you then?” I asked.
“Apparently, the type of girl that goes to a party and gets knocked up by one of the hosts,” she said disappointed. “This isn’t exactly what I need for my career right now.”
“Nonsense, you’re glowing,” I complimented.
“Aw, thank you,” she smiled. “I’m playing an action hero in my next movie. I’m supposed to be in the middle of Martial Arts training.”
“Can’t they get a stunt woman or something?”
“Hopefully,” she sighed. “But studios can be cheap. They might just decide to fire me.”
“Seems extreme,” I commented. “Well, don’t you worry, our embassy has every amenity. Let me show you to your room.”
“Room? Oh, I can’t stay. I have things to do,” she insisted.
“Nonsense, you’ll be our guest,” I assured her. “It’s the least we can do until the paternity test is made. I’ll contact one of my personal physicians.”
“How many doctors do you have on staff?”
“Two,” I explained. “One is for guests and he’s also the back up doctor. In case the first one dies or something.”
“But I didn’t bring any clothes,” she said. “I wasn’t expecting to stay.”
“Oh, we can take care of that. Aaron!”
Aaron who had silently backed out of the room before, now returned as if he hadn’t heard anything.
“Yes, Your Highness.”
“Ms. Kelly will be staying with us,” I explained. “Please, show her to our finest guest room. Give her anything she wants.”
“Thanks, Dominique,” she said. “Hey, I’ll bet when you got up today you didn’t think you might be a dad, huh?”
“No, I didn’t not,” I laughed a bit nervous. “I was actually sitting here wishing for something interesting to have happen. Be careful what you wish for, eh? Before I was bored out of my mind, now my mind is reeling with possibilities.”
“Well, 50-50 it might not be yours,” she said. “Then you can go back to your incredibly boring rich life. How I pity you?”
“Was that sarcasm?”
“Yes.”
“Well played.”
Savannah followed Aaron out of the room. I went over to the window. A child would be a blessing, but without a wife? No, father wouldn’t like that at all. I had to woo this Savannah Kelly. Make her my wife and why not? She’d make an excellent princess. She has such beauty and grace! Of course, I hardly know her, but that’s something that can be rectified.
Going back to the computer, I looked up Savannah’s information online. There were quite a few racy photos of her from earlier movies. Father won’t like that! But, overall, there seems little to her personality that he would object to. Besides, how could he completely reject the woman carrying his grandchild?
All he would need to see is Savannah walking through Andalia. The people would cheer. I mean, they would normally cheer a woman presented as a princess, but also an American movie star? The peasants would lose their minds!
Yes, she would be a fitting princess if I could win her heart.