Hi, this my first stories for the PD I hope you like it, here Mia grew up in Genovia raised by her paternal family and has an older brother named Philippe, they don't have a relationship with Helen but you'll have to read to find out why.
Hope you like it, thanks for reading. Reviews please(:
"Dear diary,
I shall introduce myself. My name is Amelia Mignonette Renaldi, princess of Genovia. I live with my brother Philippe, future king of Genovia I would say he is rather annoying and sometimes childish but he has a heart of gold and extremely charming. I also live with my grandmother, Queen Clarisse, some define her as very cold and inaccessible but to me she is an amazing woman and we love her to heart. My father, Philippe died a couple of years back, he was the best father someone could ask for, he was sort of like a best friend and I miss him terribly but one has to keep going.
I also have a great relationship with my Uncle Pierre, he is the best.
As I'm writing this I'm on plane in my way to San Francisco to meet my mother. Yes meet, Philippe and I never had any contact with our birth mother as was preferred by Grandfather. From what I heard she is an artist and a liberal. I'm not thrill to meet her. I'll tell you why.
A year after dad passed away, we received a letter suing our family for denying Helen Thermopolis the right to see her children. As it was insulting it also meant a threaten to the Royal family's name. Believing that our lawyers could fix the situation, we forgot about it. But apparently the United States law saw my father as a child stealer.
We were mandatory to see and spend time with Helen Thermopolis; they were making us spend a whole school year with her.
Of course Philippe as heir to the crown, found and excuse to get out of having to see our mother, because he had duties to his country and people he needed to be present to fulfill.
Me? As I wasn't the crown prince I was forced to leave my home to go and live with a stranger, who could be planning my death or something like that! While Philippe only had to visit her whenever he could get a free chance, which meant never.
I just wish I could get this off by Christmas.
Mia R."
"Your highness we have landed." Mia sighed dramatically closing her diary, recollecting her things; she stood up and looked at her bodyguard, Joe, who was more like family than part of the service.
"Do I have to this, Joe?"
"Yes, your highness. Please this way."
As it was normal every time she traveled, the airport security lead them through some secret corridors that took them to the car with genovian flags, unusual in her she started to dread the car ride. Joe held the door open for her and she couldn't resist but ask:
"Where will I be staying?"
"Your mother's your highness."
"Great."
"Are you sure this is the place, Joe?" Mia asked wrinkling her nose.
"Yes, princess. We made sure, you'll be secure here, this perimeter will be watched 24/7."
"The perimeter could at least be a little nicer, don't you think?" She said. "Well let's get this over with as soon as possible." Mia's knuckles had just knocked the surface of the- she supposed was-blue door before them, and soon a blur of curly brown hair was hugging Mia.
"Oh sweetie look at you! You are so big."
"Thank you." Mia looked at Helen up and down; she definitely was a liberal, stuck on a hippy phase. "Can we come in?"
"Of course, you must be hungry and tired, if you need anything just ask, you can call me…"
"Helen, I prefer Helen, I'm Amelia but I guess you could call me Mia." Looking around Mia didn't like what she saw, wall covered in paint, the roof full of leaks, floor would crackle with every step.
What was she going to do?
That was my first chapter I hope you liked it(: Thanks for reading, please review! :D