I stared at the Prince. He somewhat looked like the prince who will save a damsel in distress. No wonder all women were head over heels for him. His dark brown hair was neatly pushed back and the sides of his head were clean cut. Not bad. He knew the trends outside the palace and by its looks, he was also following it. He got his brown eyes from King Robert. His white suit was perfectly fitted to him. He looked like he was going to play fencing. I laughed mentally at that thought. I felt bad for thinking about the Prince of my country that way. But I felt worse for the woman who will stay by his side until their last breath. All cameras here and there. They could not even laugh out loud like there's no tomorrow.
I looked closely at the Queen. She looked calm and serene. Unlike those movi
