!Angel~Gabriella!
06-13-2008, 06:43 AM
Two girls show up to the doors of Cuttingham Palace.
**Knock, Knock**
The door opens and a handsom male approches the young females. "How may we be of service, m'ladies?" He asks, his english accent perfect to the point. "We're looking for work." The older one states, taking the hand of who appeared to be her sister's hand. "I'll send word to the king." The young man states, beckoning the girls to follow. The scene changes to a large living space. Couches of the finest cottons were sprawled about, a large fire place the center of attention. "Have a seat and the prince will be with you shortly." He man says polietly. A few moments later the man reappears. "And were might the prince be?" She asks, coming to her feet. "You happen to be looking at him, miss." A shaky voice says. The king, a man about the age of his late 60's, appears. The girls curtsy and a blush rises to the young maiden's face. "Please accept my apology, your highness." She says in a jumble mess of words. The prince beckons the ladies to have a seat and they obey. "I hear you are looking for work?" The king asks, taking a seat in a royal blue chair. "Yes, sire. If there is any way-" "Nonsense, child! There's alwasy room for one more. I'll have Nana fill you in."
We begin the day the girls start work.
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**Knock, Knock**
The door opens and a handsom male approches the young females. "How may we be of service, m'ladies?" He asks, his english accent perfect to the point. "We're looking for work." The older one states, taking the hand of who appeared to be her sister's hand. "I'll send word to the king." The young man states, beckoning the girls to follow. The scene changes to a large living space. Couches of the finest cottons were sprawled about, a large fire place the center of attention. "Have a seat and the prince will be with you shortly." He man says polietly. A few moments later the man reappears. "And were might the prince be?" She asks, coming to her feet. "You happen to be looking at him, miss." A shaky voice says. The king, a man about the age of his late 60's, appears. The girls curtsy and a blush rises to the young maiden's face. "Please accept my apology, your highness." She says in a jumble mess of words. The prince beckons the ladies to have a seat and they obey. "I hear you are looking for work?" The king asks, taking a seat in a royal blue chair. "Yes, sire. If there is any way-" "Nonsense, child! There's alwasy room for one more. I'll have Nana fill you in."
We begin the day the girls start work.
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