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    The Gay Princess – Chapter Eight

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    A Month Later…

     

    Today, it was Queen Christiana’s birthday and it would be celebrated with a gala for all the royalties. There would be a lot of press outside of the building. This would be the first public event where Tina and Bette would go to as a couple. They would both be wearing beautiful dresses. Bette a golden one that reached to her knees and had a mini-cleavage. Tina would be wearing a black dress that was a few inches shorter than Bette’s was but didn’t have cleavage. Bette would be wearing her hair loose and she refused to wear a hat. Tina’s hair would be in an up do but she also didn’t want a hat. The hat would look ridiculous. They both had a make-up artist that made them look great.

    -*-Christina-*-

     I walk downstairs and see Bette standing there in her golden dress and my mouth goes dry. She is so beautiful. She turns to me and smiles.

    “You look amazing, baby.” She tells me

    “You look great to, babe.” I tell her. She walks over to me and gives me a kiss.

    “Let’s go.” She says.

    We walk to the white limo that is in front our home and get in. The driver drives us to the canter of London. We get out and are meted by a screaming crowd that was standing there to spot all the royalties. We take each other’s hand and walk to the spot where we had to pose for a few pictures. The journalists yell that we should kiss but we don’t. They can be happy that they get a photo of us. After a couple of minutes, we walk inside. The gala-hall was huge and filled with royal people. We walk through the crowd and finally find my Mother and Father. We say happy birthday to Mom and then walk to Helena.   

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    A Year Later…

     

    Bette and Tina were now 14 months together. And five months they shared a house. Bette and Tina had bought a villa in England because it was most likely they would rule there. The house had six bedrooms, three bathrooms, a huge living room with a library, a kitchen that was just as big, the hall was like a ballroom and the garden was enormous. Today, Bette had a plan. Tina was out of the house for a few hours to visit her Father and Mother in the palace so Bette had the house for herself.

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