Chapter 3:
Staring as a cloud wiped over the smooth rounded edge of the right wing, Bianca had a lot of thinking to do.
She had packed, and left her apartment the next morning to the airport; LAX as many people know of it.
What shocked Bianca was that she didn't have to go through security, go through any of the lines that were for "every day people" as one of the security guards had told her when she asked. And that her luggage was already on the private personal jet. But it wasn't just any kind of private personal jet.
This aircraft was the Bombardier's Global 7500. For long distance flying. It has 19 seats, four living spaces, a full kitchen, a large dining room, a theater and a bedroom. It was 111 feet in length and 104 in wingspan.
"Many famous people have flown in these aircraft," another security guard said to Bianca after he saw her looking in awe of the aircraft.
"Oh? Like whom?" she had asked him curiously.
"Oh Celina Dion, Oprah Winfrey and Steven Spielberg, just to name a few," he had replied back, grinning.
"And how much does it cost to own?" she then asked him.
"If you have close to 73 million US dollars, you can easily own one," he answered back.
That had silent her and she looked out the window in utter shock.
Silently Bianca started to wonder who these royals were. She didn't ask how many that they owned, but to just have one was enough for her in her mind.
Now, as Bianca stared at the nearly beige sand color walls, seats and white ceilings of the entire inside of the jet, she was beginning to doubt if she had made the right choice.
"You have some questions," a woman spoke up, sitting beside her.
Bianca slowly turned her head and saw that it wasn't really a human woman. In fact, the woman besides Bianca was actually made out of metal. And Bia didn't see her board the plane.
"I am Antonia. One of the many advisors to help you get accustom to Aria," she said, smiling.
"Hi," Bianca forced herself to say.
Antonia looked over Bianca and nodded. To what Bianca had no idea.
"Who are you?" Bianca asked trying to process it all.
"I am Antonia. And again, I am here to help you get accustom to Aria. So, what do you know of it?" Antonia repeated to her.
"They have been around for some time, although they made a massive explosive front during the early 90's," Bia said back.
"That would be correct," Antonia nodded, still listening for more.
"Uh…" Bia said, frantically thinking on this royal family.
"I take it you do not follow them on Social Media, correct?" Antonia asked her kindly.
"I'm afraid not. My own business takes me away from having that kind of time," Bia admitted to her.
Antonia nodded and then said "Yes, it is correct that they made a world-wide knowledge of people knowing of them. But, it was during the 2000's that you didn't hear from them. Yes, they did post pictures of events and other things, but that was it. It is only now, that they are making another …come back as you Americans put it?"
"What did they do during that time frame?" Bia asked her curiously.
"There was the assignation of the Queen. Queen Tang Shen. She could not give birth to children of her own. Barren. So she decided to adopt. During that process, tragically she was murdered by one of the many people who work for their enemy. You will have to look it up yourself. I was ordered just to keep an eye on you and any questions that you ask, I can easily answer at any time," Antonia replied back.
Bianca did not like that answer but slowly nodded.
"After the Late king, King Yoshi, adopted a pet rat, he too followed the late Queen. The entire kingdom was in a spiral of havoc and was temporally closed to the outside world in 1990. Not many people knew if the Monarchy would survive at all. Some time much later, it was announced that King Splinter was a father. Following that of his late parent's choice of adopting, he adopted 4 brothers," Antonia continued to tell her.
"Prince Leonardo is the eldest and Heir to the Throne whenever King Splinter passes away or the time is right. Prince Raphael is second in line and is the troubled angry one. Prince Donatello is third in line and is the smartest out of his entire family. Then there is Prince Michelangelo who is the baby and last in line for the throne. He and Prince Raphael are…" Antonia trailed off.
"A handful whenever they get together," Bia supplied to her.
"Correct," Antonia agreed with her.
Bia then was given past photos of the princes, the current King, the late King and Queen with that of photograph of the castle.
"It looks like these are mugged shots from a prison," she said at once.
All of the Prince brothers were bored out of their minds in their snaps. Sure they were smiling, but it was forced.
"Now, somewhere during that time that their kingdom was in lockdown from the world, King Splinter married. Since he already had 4 sons, he thought it wasn't a good idea to have any more children. Queen Takara is her name," Antonia supplied Bianca a photograph of her.
"She's really gentle," Bianca said at once.
And it was true. Queen Takara was a mutant mouse and looked so elegant in her photograph.
"How old is the castle?" Bianca then asked, looking and studying the castle.
"1400 A.D.," Antonia answered her.
Bianca was shocked. 1400 A.D. That is a long time. Questions upon questions ran through Bianca's head as she was silent for a very long time.
The people on the private jet suddenly walked to the empty seats and put on their seatbelts. Bianca decided to do the same. Before she knew it, the plane was descending from their constant flying in the air. Bianca was alert, somehow already had her seat belt back on and her ears were slowly having pressure put on them.
"Now, when we land, you won't be checked for security. You already did that twice before boarding this plane," Antonia informed her.
"So I'll be heading to the castle instead?" Bianca asked, trying to keep all of this in her head.
"Correct. And you will not be meeting the Royal family until a few days time," Antonia also informed her. "They want you to settle in first,"
Nodding, Bianca felt a little disappointed but, then again, they are Royals. They can almost do anything that they wanted to do.
As the private jet continued to dip slowly down and down, the world had been asleep it would seem with Aria. The sun was racing right behind them to light up the country.
Bianca was eager to just to get off the private jet by now.
The private jet slowly came to the airport and lined up with it. The nose of the private jet came closer and closer to the landing strip.
SCREECH!
WHUMP!
The bump of the landing wasn't that bad, but it got your attention if you weren't paying attention. Then the part that Bia dislikes but understands the most is just getting to the terminal was like waiting for Halloween, Thanksgiving and Christmas all rolled into one moment.
Slowly, the jet rolled towards the private terminal and came to a halt.
Unbuckling her seatbelt, Bia was up and out of her seat before Antonia could say anything. Bianca wanted suddenly off of the jet.
"Deep breathes, Bianca," Antonia then calmly said to her.
"I know, but I would like to get out of here," she told her, grabbing her purse and such from her seat.
"Just like Prince Raphael. You'll fit right in with them," Antonia said back, smiling.
The door of the private jet opened and the stairs extended downwards as security guards were there. Bianca walked off of the jet and looked around.
The cool breeze hit her face as the smell of the sea filled her nose and lungs. The country wasn't awake just yet, but the light of the sun was chasing the shadows of the night away for now.
Old pale cream brick buildings appeared with red metal rooftops. Some of the buildings were also a white color, but Bianca was in awe of it all. Here, the air was different than that of San Francisco; somehow cleaner.
"You will be able to see everything soon enough, but I do suggest that we get moving," Antonia spoke up then.
Bianca nodded as she had to look at the car in front of her, but how could she when the car itself just oozed luxury to it? It was an onyx Bentley Mulsanne.
"I'm being driven in this?" Bianca asked in utter shock.
"Well, yes. You will be driven wherever you are needed for the photo shoot of the Royals," Antonia replied, not quite understanding what was going on here.
Bianca saw her confusion and then said "In America, when you see cars that are like this one here, you don't get these kinds of cars unless you are super rich to buy it,"
Antonia then nodded, understanding now and said "Well, you can admire it when we get to the castle,"
Bianca slowly nodded as she walked to the Bentley and shuffled into her seat.
Oh Lord. It was like sitting on a cloud that just wrapped its arms around you when you sat in it. The quilted seats were a soft beige color outlined with a piano black lining. The floor was a dark maroon color and looked almost like it was velvet.
Bianca put on her seatbelt as the other people got her luggage from the jet and put into the trunk of the Bentley. This car had a sunroof, tinted black windows, superb Naim high end surround sound system and heated and massaging front seats. Adjustable rear seats that is heated, electrically adjustable and massaging.
"This is amazing," Bianca said in awe, looking around her seat.
"It not only has that, Miss. It also has electrically deployable picnic tables with Apple wireless keyboards, and integrated Ipad which are connected to the internet via the car's own WIFI system. It also included is the factory rear entertainment system offering DVD playback on screens in the headrests, and wireless headphones," The driver then said to her.
It made her jump as she was so focused on the car itself she forgot about the other people around her.
He chuckled and asked "First time being in such a car, eh?"
"Y-yes sir," Bianca stammered, trying to get her heart and breathing under control again.
"My name is Valter," He said, smiling in the rear view mirror.
"Bianca," she replied back.
"We'll be at the castle soon enough," Valter said when he noticed that everything was almost done.
The Bentley was turned on and it purred to life. Bianca saw that they were leaving the airport, but didn't notice that the car was running at all.
The old cobble road wound its way from the airport and into the heart of the little town that butted up against the sea.
"This is Reca. Built before the castle but, everyone is friendly on wanting you to buy their stuff, so beware of that," Antonia informed her as they passed a lot of shops.
Bianca didn't say or do anything, but she would keep that in mind whenever she had the chance to go shopping.
"And you will be given over $10,000 Novas," Antonia continued on. "That is worth around $25,000 in US currency,"
"TWENTY FIVE THOUSAND!? What do you think I'm going to spend it? A couple of cars!?" Bianca exclaimed in shock.
"No. What we do expect of you is to spend time here. More than just a mere tourist week, to get the photographs that our King wants of his beloved family. So if I was you, I wouldn't Spend it all in one place or on one item," Antonia scolded her with her glare.
Bianca slowly nodded, trying to grasp that amount in her head.
"You will have this credit card. It's linked to that of the King's bank account. If you are here for more then what you were intended, then the King will refund everything and let you become an Aria citizen," Antonia said, handing over the blank white credit card.
Bianca took it after looking on the back but put it in her wallet after she fished for her purse.
"Wait, would he retake paying off my apartment in San Francisco?" she asked her in panic.
"No. It was paid in full," Antonia said and then became quiet.
The Bentley moved through the windy road next to a sheer cliff. Bianca looked down and swallowed. There were some shrubs, large boulders, very few but young trees, and then the sea was right there. She hated on if anyone would get into a car accident.
The road went on and on. She didn't know how long but when she started to see Pine trees among the different tropical trees, Bianca looked through the front window.
"This, Bianca Valeria, is Alnor Castle. Home to the Royal family," Antonia said nodding to it.
What Antonia failed to express on the ancient castle was how massive it truly was. Like that of a old children's fairy tale, it was grand, made out of the finest stone of its day, the windows were set in that time frame as well and it had many different floors to it.
"Whoa," Bianca said, seeing just one corner of it peak out of the tree line.
The cobble road soon turned into a normal asphalt road miles ago. But it was the first time that Bianca ever saw of it turn from the normal worn gray color to pure black when they had stopped at the gates.
They were able to pass when the security guards checked their cards of some sort and the Bentley quietly floated closer and closer to the castle.
"How big is this place?" Bianca mumbled in awe.
"It holds up to 900 rooms, just amount of bathrooms, 48 dining rooms, 4 grand ball rooms, a massive kitchen, 48 Parlor rooms, a historic wing all to the history of it, a basement, a library, a gallery of the past rulers, a winery, Cigar and smoking rooms next to the kitchen, a whole wing pantry, 5 different court yards and flower gardens. It has a horse stable next to the half acre food garden," Antonia informed her.
Bianca's mouth fell open upon hearing all of that.
"Here you are ladies, the side door next to the kitchen and through the maids living quarters," Valter spoke up then.
"Follow me, Miss Valeria, the maids will get it and put it in your room soon. The King would like to see you for a brief meeting," Antonia said, unbuckling her seat belt and getting out of the Bentley.
Bianca swallowed nervously, but got out of the car.
"That car is a beauty," she said when she saw Valter.
He chuckled deeply and then said "Aye, but you can't have, Miss Valeria,"
"I wish I did," she replied, then following Antonia who cleared her throat.
Antonia walked her quickly through the busy kitchen of many people prepping and cooking breakfast. The Maids living quarters didn't look that bad, just not as grand as the King's bedroom.
Bianca suddenly felt claustrophobic from how tight the walls got. Barely two people could walk down it and Bianca forced herself to look at Antonia's heels.
Twisting to the left, Bianca found herself into a very narrower windy spiral stone stair case. Antonia walked normally upward but to Bianca, it felt like it took much longer.
They walked into a very wide hallway then. Old paintings of Lords and Dames were hung up with a lot of different objects such as vases with flowers on old cabinets, and swords in display cases up on the walls.
"Through here," Antonia said, stopping at double golden styled doors that swung out warder.
"Thank you," Bianca said, not knowing what to expect.
She walked inside where she saw King Splinter standing alone.
Bianca saw a mirror and quickly checked herself out. She didn't look too bad, but a shower was needed soon. She noticed that the King of Aria was already dressed for the day; his purple pants as his long matching coat had beautifully done golden leaf style designs on the edges.
King Splinter slowly turned around and smiled kindly.
"Welcome, Miss Valeria, to my kingdom and home. I do hope that your trip here wasn't too bad," he greeted her.
Bianca didn't know what to do and it must have showed on her face as King Splinter nodded in understanding.
"Curtsey but, I don't expect you to do that now. I'll take a …rain check on it," King Splinter said, smiling softly at her.
Bianca snapped out of it and did a wobbly curtsied to the King anyway.
King Splinter softly hummed to himself, but put it away for now.
"There will be rules set in place, for your safety of course. You cannot go past level 2, which is the floor above us. Your room is also on that floor as well as the library and the Gallery of the Past. If you need anyone of us in case of emergency, only then can you pass to level 3 or 4. You can use the stables if you like, or ask for Valter to take you into town or see the whole country of Aria. Later on this afternoon we will have an event in the floral gardens. The Media will be there," King Splinter informed her.
Bianca nodded, listening to him but then asked "Why can't I go past level 2?"
"For your safety and professionalism, Miss Valeria. You are a gust here, yes, but you are not a member of this household. I will inform you when we will need a photoshoot, Miss Valeria. For now, please enjoy your new room and Reca," King Splinter answered her.
Knowing that her quick chat with the King was over with when Antonia walked in.
Bianca again wobbly curtsied to the king and walked swiftly out of the room.
Behind a hidden door, a pair of golden brown eyes narrowed when the door was shut.
"You can come out, my son," King Splinter sighed without turning around.
The hidden door opened and out stepped the person.
"Did you enjoy that little…exchange?" King Splinter asked his son.
"You didn't have to be rude to her, Father. She was only curious," the son said back.
"If this turns out well, I think I will win the bet between your brothers. However, why did you go against my wish?" King Splinter asked, looking at his son with concern.
"All of them that know of us, they bend to our need. Having Miss Valeria here, Father, is like opening up a window to stale air. And what Bet?" the son said, looking at him in curiosity.
King Splinter chuckled and then said "You will have to ask them on it. But for now, I guess I understand the why. How all of this will play out is going to be interesting,"
"Play out? Father, what do you mean?" the son asked him.
King Splinter just nodded, stroking his long goatee and turned towards the wooden long dining table.
"Do you think…?" King Splinter began but when he looked up after silence, he saw that his son was long gone. "I need to put bells on him one these days,"
Author's Note:
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Also I would like to point out that I had to look up some cars on MSN But since it's being such a Butt about some things, I found this website describing the Bentley Car.
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The country of Aria is placed in the tropical setting, but the buildings and such are based in Italy. And yes Italy has Pine trees.
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