Alphabet Love Story – Chapter 7 – Grace
The woman glides in, graceful as a soft breeze. Her open-toed sandals peak out from beneath a sheath of skin tight gold and her hips sway with such practiced ease that it makes Alice uneasy.
She supposes the Dutchess could be called pretty. Though it could also be the distracting lack of clothing that has the ability to clouds a person's mind. Her blond hair falls past her shoulders and though Alice's rigorous teaching schedule keeps her in shape, she doesn't have the flawless curves this woman does.
She supposes she can see what Jack sees in her - she's so...everything. She's the kind of woman a prince would gladly have on his arm at whatever functions princes go to. She's the kind of woman that could keep anyone's attention, what with her dazzling blue eyes and soft accent.
She's the kind of woman Jack's engaged to and it's a kick to the stomach she hadn't expected. And after meeting the woman she's lost her boyfriend to, or stolen her boyfriend from, depending on who's telling the story, Alice feels decidely ordinary.