chickenwriter: Well he DOES have a point, doesn´t he ;) Thank you so much, I´ll post it now- aw, come on, of course I won´t kill you, I´m afraid that´s sort of my style though, I´ll try to make it a little easier, I´ll try, promised!
bluegirl- 783: Hehe, yes, well they both are- I like the dark corner image, too... Dream away- uhm, ok- thank you very very much :D
addlogcon: Thanks :D
Liesel Meminger: Oh, that´s sweet, thank you so much- I´ll post the next part now and I´ll be quicker with the part after that, promised!!
When Clarisse arrived back from her lunch the second limousine was already parked in front of the Genovian consulate which meant Amelia was waiting for her- and that Josef was around somewhere of course.
The queen excited the car and came face to face with Charlotte who had been standing outside the entrance.
"Your Majesty, the princess is waiting at your office, I think she´s doing homework."
"Thank you, Charlotte- do you happen to know where Josef is?"
"He´s on the phone to some security agency he wants to hire for the ball."
"Oh, I see- I´ll talk to him later then" Clarisse sighed, leading the way down the corridor towards her office.
Mia was sitting on the sofa, a book in her lap and a frown on her face.
"Hello, Amelia."
"Oh, hi Grandma."
The girl smiled shyly and Clarisse sat down next to her, looking at the book.
"Homework?"
"Yes, French" Mia sighed.
"What do you have to do?"
"A translation and it´s horrible."
"Let me see" Clarisse took the book from her granddaughter, then nodded towards Mia´s schoolbag.
"Go on, get something to write, we don´t have time to sit around all afternoon."
"You are going to help me with my homework?"
"No, I am going to do your homework, we can start polishing your French some other time, right now we have more important things to do."
Clarisse started translating while Mia scribbled frantically, trying to keep up with her grandmother´s pace.
"Wow- that´s great, it didn´t take you any longer than to read it" Mia sounded very impressed.
"It´s my native language" Clarisse stated calmly, closing the book.
"Shut up- you mean you´ve only learned English afterwards?"
The girl was staring at her and Clarisse nodded, amused at Mia´s surprise.
"As a matter of fact- my mother was French, my father English, they only talked French to me for about four years, then Father started speaking English with me while Mamam kept speaking French."
"Ok- wow."
"I´m also fluent in Spanish and Italien and I´d say my German is at least fit for social gatherings" Clarisse added, making Mia gasp.
"Does that mean I have to be as well?"
"Well, you won´t get around French and Spanish I´m afraid- but don´t worry, there´s a lot of time for those things, right now we´ll get back to the basics, come on."