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I forgot how fun it is to have my whole family around. They're so weird and funny. We're getting mani-pedi's right now. I'm getting a dark blue color. It doesn't necessarily match what I usually wear, but I love the color, so I go with it anyway. Crystal is getting her favorite color: hot pink. But not just any hot pint, it has sparkles! That's what my little cousins are freaking out about, at least. Astra is getting a light purple. Madeline is getting a French manicure. Mom is getting clear-coat. She never did like nail polish. Marlee is getting a bright yellow with gold sparkles. Zoë, our friend from The German Federation, is getting a bright green color and detailed yellow flowers. Crystal thinks this is a good idea and is getting detailed white flowers on her nails. I don't think I could sit still for that long. Princess Isabella of Italy is here as well. She's getting a deep red color. It's always interesting to see what everyone ends ip with.
"So, April," Aunt Kenna asks me as a maid puts a peach color on her nails. "How's Matthew doing?"
Oh shit. I think. I knew someone was going to ask this, but I never really came up with an answer.
"Um," Pull it together, April! "He's doing well." Good enough. "He's doing really well as Prince. Sometimes I think he's better than me at diplomatic decisions." Especially ones about our relationship.
"That's nice. I'm glad things are going so well for you two." She says.
You don't know the half of it.
It's half an hour later and it's time for mattress surfing! I've loved doing this for so long. I remember my mom finally letting me do this when I was seven at Lance's birthday party. So many people go down just sitting down, or head first, but I'm not like them. Crystal and I go together, to show everyone how it's done. We go standing up. How else would you go mattress surfing? We get to the bottom, and a few guards help up off. For some reason, I seem to have sea legs, and I have a hard time walking. I fall into some guards arms with a girly yelp and begin laughing.
"Easy there, your highness." I hear Nat say.
I look up and see him, smiling as he helps me up. I smile back at him and get up. "Thank you, Officer Caprio." I say.
"Anytime." He says, still smiling.
I walk away to get back into line. As I get to the top, I see Matthew coming up the stairs.
"Matthew!" I call down. He looks up. "Hurry! Let's go down together!" I say.
"Alright!" He calls back.
He rushes up to meet me in line.
"Aww," Crystal, Astra, and Zoë tease.
"Jealous." I say, hugging Matthew. He puts his arm around me.
Matthew and I go down together. I lose my balance at one point and fall down. I grab his arm as I fall and drag him with me. We both sit on the mattress together, laughing for the rest of the way down. We look up once we're at the bottom, and we see Mom and Dad going down together. Everyone starts laughing, cheering and applauding. It's nice to see them going down without one of their kids. I haven't seen them do this in a while.
Everyone continues mattress surfing for about another hour, and then we go to dinner. After that, we sit around while Crystal opens presents. The party finally ends at around eleven-thirty, since everyone stays to talk for a while. Once everything's done, I stay to help clean up. I do this after a lot of my siblings' parties. I start sweeping confetti, ribbon, and other things that were left on the floor.
"That's something you don't usually see." I hear a voice say.
I look up to see Nat, yet again. "What?"
"A princess doing physical labor." He replies.
"Do I look like your typical princess?" I give him a look.
He smiles. "You have a point there."
I smile back and then continue sweeping.
"Where's the Prince?" He asks.
"Which one?" I ask.
"The one you're married to." He gives me a look as if to say, Which other Prince would I ask about?
"He had a headache and left the party early." I respond casually.
"Oh." He says. I don't know what answer he was expecting. Maybe something like, "He flew to France to kick Will's ass"?
"Yeah." I say. I mean, what else should I say?
I finish sweeping the floor, and Nat brings the dustpan over.
"Thanks," I say.
"Mhm." He says, holding it still.
I sweep all of the trash into the dustpan.
He picks it up after I'm finished and throws it into the trash can.
"Thanks for your help." I say.
"Anytime." He says.
We stand there in awkward silence, yet again. That seems to be our thing.
"Well," I finally say. "I think I'm going to bed."
"May I walk you to your room?" He asks.
I pause. "Uh...sure." I say.
We walk up to my room without saying a word to each other. I'm relieved when we finally reach my room.
"Well," I say. "Thanks."
"Your welcome." He bows. "Goodnight, your highness."
"Goodnight, Officer Caprio." I say. Before I can walk in my room, Nat takes my hand and kisses it gently.
I stand there, shell-shocked.
"Goodnight." He says. He turns on his heel and walks away.
I turn on my heel and walk into my door. Open the door, you idiot! I think. I find the handle and open the door. I close it behind me and stand the for a while.
What happened?