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Her Body (Girl X Girl) By alabastersnow Characters: 10537

Updated: 2018-06-04 18:01


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R E B E L L I O U S

(adj.) fighting against a government.

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IT WAS LIKE a Hollywood awarding show; a long red carpet led into the palace while paparazzis lined the sides. As different celebrities, monarchs, and leaders of different countries arrived, cameras would flash until it almost seemed like day time. The princess of Saudi Arabia arrived in a limo, sashaying down the carpet in her black dress. The Duke of Edinburgh also arrived, and so did the Prime Minister of Canada. The people stepping out into those camera views were not of the ordinary at all. And in their hands, were masks of different colors and style. When they reached the entrance and finished posing for the cameras, they slipped these masks on.

"A masquerade ball?" Bleu was intrigued. She looked down from the balcony as celebrities and renowned people stepped unto the carpet. "What kind of a ball is this exactly, Par? Why all these people?"

Paris shook her head from within the room as she too, took out two masks from within their boxes. "I have no idea, Bleu. I'm just trying to focus on the mission and get us back to normal." She handed a dark blue eye-mask to the blonde, and she put on her own white one. "Now let's go find that Count and get this over with." She held out a hand to Bleu. God, I hope my plan works and those three have worked something out.

The beautiful young woman in that midnight shimmery dress accepted her hand gently, carressing the top of her hand with a thumb. Underneath her mask, chrome blue eyes gleamed with determination and admiration for the brunette. She was amazed at how much Paris had changed. She used to be the shy, insecure girl she always protected and reassured. And now she's standing in front of her; tall, still beautiful and elegant, fighting for her loved ones and trying to save her country at such a young age.

"Let's party."

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The air buzzed with conversation and the soft music played by a small band of orchestra mingled with their words. Everyone was dressed well, in tuxedos and gowns. Some wore their masks, and others preferred to keep it off. When Paris and Bleu entered the room, a slight and brief hush fell over the crowd at the sight of the two mysterious figures at the top of the spiral staircase. As they descended, conversation ensued once again. Paris breathed a sigh of relief at that. She didn't like being the center of attention.

"I see Natasja." Bleu whispered in her ear and Paris nodded, turning her head in a subtle manner. The flaming red hair and the dress-clad curvacious body was unmistakable. Beside her, Kael's vivid grey eyes were clear even through her mask. And at the corner of her eye, Bleu spotted a tall figure with perfectly styled white hair, without a doubt her dad. Which meant that her mom was also close by. She didn't turn to them or approach them in paranoia of some bad guy finding out they're connected to her. She wanted them as safe as possible.

Slowly, Paris and Bleu split and tried to look for their target mission.

"Where the fuck is that guy?" Bleu muttered under her breath after a few minutes of mingling and m

t the mahogany door, dark figures grasped the Count and gagged him, muffling his cries. They tied him up and cuffed him, leaving him writhing and growling on the floor. It all happened so quickly neither girls noticed the dark figure seated in the room with them.

"Well done, princess, " Uncle Dante slowly clapped from the corner of the moonlit room. "One thing off your list. the last and final step is to dennounce the throne by signing an agreement, " He smiled ferally. "But before that, please accompany me back to the ballroom."

This is it.

Paris had no idea what she was doing at this point. All she knew was that she wanted her family safe. If it meant giving up the crown, fine. Her uncle will manage just fine. Even if the country ends up a shithole.

Bleu, on the other hand, couldn't stop thinking about what the mysterious stranger had told her. Is Paris' uncle truly going to keep his promise? Or is he going to kill them?

Dante's four guards walked with them, and the few steps that led into the ballroom were spent in silence. As soon as Dante walked in, he strode to the center and raised his hand to stop the music.

"Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your attention please, " he gave his megawatt smile and the people stopped their conversation to listen. "Tonight, I invited you all here to witness the rising of this small country. The betterment of its future and citizens. I invited you all here today because I wanted the world to witness the power that is about to be unleashed from the Grimaldis."

He stretched out an arm and a masked figure emerged from the crowd. Bleu's eyes widened when she realized it was the stranger that had given her the hint and warning. What is he doing?

"May I have the honor to introduce to you, " he gestured for the dark-haired stranger to remove his mask. "My son-" the mask came off.

Paris' eyes widened and she brought a hand up to cover her mouth. Bleu felt like the world was about to fall a part under her feet. She was about to get sick, trembling in shock.

"Dean Collins Grimaldi. The Crown Prince of Monaco."

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