Chapter 9: Chapter 9
Princess Diana sat up with her two close friends waiting for the make-up artist and manicurist. Although her friends weren’t princesses like her, they were her coursemates from the University.
Her mother was a close friend of Ethan’s mother.
They were coursemates from their university days also.
They were fortunate to marry from two royal families.
Ethan’s father was the king of Sari while Diana’s father was the king of the Isotope. Both kingdoms were very peaceful and underdeveloped.
That was the main reason why the king had approved of discussing with Ethan about Diana.
Diana was a beautiful Lady. A realistic princess, she had long hair, a beautiful face that needed no make-up. But she was a princess she felt there should be heavy makeup on every princess's face
She applied heavy makeup to her beautiful face which rendered her ugly, like a coarse old woman who smudged her face with paint to look beautiful. But became fuzzily ugly. Without realizing that being over beautiful can make one ugly. While over ugly can render one fuzzily ugly.
Princess Diane was a snazzy type. She never cared about other people’s feelings. She was a spoiled brat who retains no respect for her elders.
Her phone rang. Mara, one of her friends, assisted her to pick it up.
She passed it over to her. She grabbed the receiver. She recognized who it was.
“Hello, the queen of Sari,” she said.
“Hi, my princess, how are you doing?” Ethan’s mother said over the phone.
“Queen, I am fine,” she said.
The maid ushered in the makeup artist. She stood waiting for the princess to end her call
“I phoned to remind you about Princess Bella’s birthday party. I prefer you to arrive very early. If you like you can arrive a day before the event,” the Queen said.
“Woah! I'm thrilled, hope Ethan will be there also?” the princess asked.
“Of course, he will be there, he has to be there. Just take good care of yourself,” the Queen Said
“How is Princess Diana?“ she asked.
“She is fine, she asks of you, take care of yourself,” the Queen said before hanging up.
Princess Diana perked up to discover that the make-up artist was standing waiting for her.
“Miss, what are you waiting for? “ Diana asked.
“I am waiting for your permission,” she said,
“Why are those paupers refusing to sense? I invited you to come on to do my make-up, you arrived but you stood there waiting for my permission. Leave!” she barked at her.
The make-up artist scrambled on her knees.
“Pardon me ma,” she said.
“Get out!” she barked.
The Makeup artist stormed out.
“Mara buzzes for another makeup artist,” she said to the friend who assisted her with the phone as she passed the phone to her.
Mara became nervous, this will be the third time she could be buzzed for a makeup artist with manicure and pedicure skills. It was either she was old and shagged or she was too filthy.
“Princess, okay,” she said sluggishly.
She dialed the agency for the supply of makeup artists,
“Hello,” she said
“Hello, this is the royal beauty agency, hold on, an agent will respond to you very soon,” the voice over the phone said.
Mara waited for some time. She felt tasty. She was the one Diana preferred to order for her.
She would order a hundred times a day, yet they would be rejected with a fancy excuse.
She and her friend were paid monthly for being her friends. They were paid every month. And the amount was higher than the pay they would earn in an office.
Although Diana was snazzy. She had a good heart if she liked someone. But the reversal was the case if she doesn’t like that person.
She and Mara had encountered her on their first day at the university. When she strayed off cash for the registration. She doesn’t comprehend what to do, for that day was the final day for registration.
She was still puzzled about what to do when she heard.
“Woah! This princess Diana!”
“She is looking stunning,”
“She is such an angel,”
“She must be new,”
“Woah, I am so thrilled to be studying in the same university with her,”
“I need a good friend and a girlfriend,”
The student ranted on.
An idea popped up on Mara's head. And that idea was to meet the princess for assistance unless she will be able to forfeit her university education.
She began to trail the princess. One of the guards assigned to the Princess saw her. He had notified the others. Who later informed the princess.
The princess was a smart lady. She was also brilliant. Her position was the highest.
Mara was brought up before her instantly. She liked her instantly. Mara had told her what she was facing. She had supported her and had paid her fees since then.
“Hello, this is a royal beauty agency, can I help you?“ the voice over the phone said, deluding Mara from her thoughts.
“Yeah!, this is from the princess Diana chamber. She needs a makeup artist who could perform her makeup, manicure, and pedicure,” Mara said
“Noted, and the agent will show up to her within ten minutes,” the voice said before ranging off.
“Princess, an agent will be sent here soon,” Mara said to Diana immediately after she lowered the cell.
“Woah, I am so thrilled, I will be leaving for Sari in a few weeks,” D, Diana said.
“Woah! You will be with the prince,” Mara said.
“Yes, more so I will be going to princess Bella’s birthday party,”.
Princess Diana liked parties a lot. The party was the one on her mind, certainly not the prince. the
“Before then, we will all go shopping because you will be going with me,”
“Woah!” they both mumbled joyfully.
“I will be meeting my Andrew, “ Mary said.
“I will also meet my prince charming too, nobody knows,” Mara said.
“Are you both jealous of me or what?” Diana asked
“Oh no! We are happy for you. You will be the queen of Sari soon, we will be friends of the queen,” Mara said.
The door unlocked, a maid walked in with a man. They all perked up.
They were stunned!
They were drooling!
They were astounded!
They were flabbergasted!
They thought in unison
“I am the makeup artist sent from the royal beauty agency,” he said in a cozy and handsome voice. He got a dimple.
Can a princess drool over a man? A simple makeup artist!
Read on!