Chapter 4
Rocco pov
Today I am meeting the princess
She is well fit in her portrait I hope she's not a catfish
Elise's pov
I head outside of the palace to meet Rocco. I have a quick snog wirh Bobby first
When I see Rocco I nearly die. When I tell you this man looks like Sir Lukisham Hemmisher, someone who plays a lute in a orchestra.
"Hello, my lady." Says Rocco, kissing my hand. He's wearing a long black cape. I hope he isn't evil
"Hi." I roll my bright dazzling bluish-brownish-greenish emerald azure tiger orbs.
He links my arm and takes me for a walk. "I am very rich." He says
"Same."
"Wait!" He stops and checks his golden wristwatch. "It is 11 o cock. I must meditate."
"W-w-w-w-what?"
Rocco sits down and starts meditating.
Vovvy's pov
Im hanging out with the boys and also some other 2 guys (a Swedish man with long, beautiful, stunning, incredulous, amazing, beguiling, heavenly, foxy, pulchritudinous, glamorous, exquisite, gorgeous, divine, bewitching, elegant, artistic, ravishing, winsome, delightful, talented, nice, luscious golden hair called Henrik and a fit rich guy called Lucas) in Gary's home garden.
The palace garden is ran by Gary and it's kept in order. Classic and elegant plants are a must. The land stretches for acres and so Gary spends all day surrounded by perfect flowers. His own garden at home, however, is so much more personal. It's far smaller, but that's not to say it's not beautiful- if slightly chaotic. There are bunches of small flowers where Gary taught his toddler daughter how to properly grow her own plants scattered randomly about the garden. And pink and white roses grow steadily and beautifully along the edges, in full view from the inside as they're Tiffany's favourite flowers.
Tiffany comes out of the house now, shielding her eyes from the sun, blonde hair scraped from her face in an effortless motion.
"Lads, there's some tea inside."
"You didn't have to make us tea... you should be resting." Gary says quietly to her, placing both of his hands onto her shoulders.
"It's ok. I don't mind." She smiles. Gary whispers something to her and she shakes her head. "It's gonna be fine. It'll be nothing like last time. Stop worrying, love."
I leave the conversation and head inside.
"Bobby?" I hear Gary's voice behind me. "Could we talk later?"
"Aye." I respond and get me my TEA
Elise's pov
What the actual fuck am I meant to marry this guy? He's been meditating for an hour
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