Love Separated ~{Suspect&DD}~

[DangerouslyDanni]

Mari was one of the Princess Nicolette's personal maids and to be her personal assistant. She had been hand selected from a list of hundreds of maids to be chosen as part of the small staff that would live with the Princess in her new home. The young woman, Mari, had never set foot on an airplane, much less the private will guarded jet that the Princess was taking with her. Princess Nicolette had visited the country multiple times and had been actively part of the negotiations and planning that had gone into the betrothal and into the wedding planning. This was to be the event of the decade, and Nicolette was not leaving anything to be forgotten. Mari had seen a glimpse of some of the costs and had been appalled, to the young service woman that type of money was more than she would earn in her life time, and she knew that as soon as she was too old, she no longer would be allowed as part of the Princess' staff and sent back home to Tortal to hopefully become part of the staff back there.

Shaking off those thoughts, she turned excitedly back to the small window she was seated beside. Beyond her reflection, the landscape was drawing closer as they were landing in the royal family's private airport. The Prince was to be part of the entourage that was escorting the Princess and her four maids back to the palace. "Mari," a light pretty voice called, and the young maid turned to hurry over to the Princess. She was two or three years older than Mari, and was nearly the complete opposite in appearance. Nicolette was tall and gorgeous with chic short straight blonde locks and warm chocolate eyes, her skin was tanned and perfect. Mari was short and considered too slender with long brown curls not currently in fashion Her only redeeming quality was her deep blue eyes, but even this was marred by a faint almost white scar that ran from the corner of her right eye and disappeared into the hair line at her temple.

"Mari," Nicolette sighed, "Please pay attention. I asked you to get the attendants and other girls ready. We need to be off the jet and into the awaiting vehicles as quickly as possible." The Princes was smoothing her high fashion black dress into place as they were taxied closer to the main building. "I am certain there will be a media fiasco awaiting us, so I would greatly appreciate if we keep our public exposure to a minimum." She turned away from Mari as a dismissal, and the young woman bowed slightly before backing away. The three other girls were all Mari's age and younger, and since Mari had been with the royal wait staff for longest she had been selected to head the other girls and ultimately any others that may be added after the marriage.

Mari turned blue eyes to the three other girls who were all peering out the windows. "Girls," she said sharply, and they all quickly moved away. "I need you all to prepare for us leaving, Alice be sure to collect all of the Princess' things that may have been discarded, you know how she is," she said softly with a quick wink. The girls dispersed, and Mari went to speak to the two flight attendants. They would be departing with the jet, but were expected to assist with the on board luggage. Once Mari was certain they understood their duties here, she heard the pilot's soft announcement that they were preparing the external stairs and were to prepared to exit the jet. Mari spotted the collection of black cars and suvs awaiting them, and a huge crowd of media being keep at a much further distance away from where the jet had come to a stop.

Nicolette was at the door when it opened and was all smiles as she elegantly stepped out and moved down the steps and quickly as was deemed proper. After nervously smoothing her black pencil skirt and blue-grey silk blouse, Mari and the other girls all waited until she had reached the bottom before hurrying out behind her. They were to not be seen, or to be obvious in any media photograph. Mari had been trained, just as the others had, and to be an embarrassment to the crown in any way was to mean immediate termination. This just meant that Mari was constantly on her toes, and made sure that all of her duties were beyond the standard expected. Mari saw to the several bags of luggage waiting at the bottom of the stairs indicating which girls were to take which bags and pointing out the vehicle they were to be sent in. With them directed, Mari quickly caught up to Nicolette and waited patiently out of earshot while she greeted the Prince.

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"Javier! Javier!" That was the name of the Prince's butler, who he loved dearly and has been around his whole entire life. He called his name for seemed like hours as he was in his towel, wrapped around his waist, running through the house almost half naked. “Jav…” He paused then turned around, seeing Javier behind him then sighing before speaking. “Where are the clothes that I requested? Hm?” Javier moved his lips to speak but Prince Prescott made an annoyed noise while going back to his room and seeing the clothes on his bed. “Oh, never mind!” He yelled towards an incoming Javier as he spoke. “Sir, I think you are nervous.” Prince Prescott was now changing into his clothes. “Is everything ready? Is everything set?” He asked repeatedly until he got the head nod from Javier, who now turned around and left the room.

Prince Prescott was fully dressed as he looked in the mirror, kind of satisfied with the way he look but shrugged his shoulders. He made a scrunched up face then went out of his room and on the route towards the stairs, where he stood over the banister and yelled. “This place better be clean and spotless when I get back!” Maybe Javier was right, maybe he was a bit nervous but for what? He had money, he was powerful and now, he has someone to share that with, a Princess.

He reviewed over his clothing and appearance one more time before finally nodding and headed out of his room, again. He ran down the stairs, along with Javier, who also opened the front door for him. He grasped Javier by the face and stared into his eyes. “Make sure that they are doing their duties.” Javier closed his eyes and nodded as Prince Prescott left to get into the car, where he told his driver which route to take, so that they’ll get there quicker. His driver nodded and quickly headed towards the airport.

When they arrived at the airport, Prince Prescott didn’t bother waiting for his driver to open the door for him. ‘We’re late. I know we are.’ He kept on thinking to himself as he ran throughout the airport, trying to remember what flight it was that she had boarded. When he came to realization, he stood right there and saw her coming his way. He took her hand into his and kissed it, which made her blush and giggle. He then rose up and welcomed Princess Nicolette. “Well, hello there, Princess Nicolette. I am Prince Prescott, or you can call me anything you like.” His eyes directed themselves towards the female behind her as he smiled then raised a brow. “And who is this lovely young lady?” Princess Nicolette waved for her to step forward. “Please, introduce yourself to the Prince.” Princess Nicolette asked kindly of her. “I’m Prince Prescott, yourself?” He extended his hand out towards the female and continued smiling.

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Mari was surprised when prompted to introduce herself, but she bowed gracefully and merely glanced at the Prince. Strict training left her calm even though she was nearly shaking. The photos and tabloids had not done the young man justice. "I'm Mari Knight, sir," she said softly as she shook his hand lightly. To the young woman, who had spent her entire life training for this position, the thought of a Prince shaking hands with the help seemed extremely odd. "I'm Princess Nicollette's personal assistant and head of her household," she made a small gesture indicating the three other girls who were waiting by one of the other vehicles. "I suppose I will also be working in conjunction with your own personal staff, sir, to see that your and the Princess's day to day lives run smoothly," she smiled slightly and bowed again as she opened the door to the vehicle. "If I may, I would say it is best to get back to the palace as soon as possible," her glance went to the frenzied media waving video cameras and flashing photos.

"Agreed. I would hate for some awkward photo to end up in the papers with the wedding just a few days away," Nicolette murmured tucking a stray blonde lock that had been blown into her face. A discreet signal by Mari sent a message to the other girls who began climbing into the other cars ready to get out of the public eye. Mari pulled open the door allowing the Prince and Princess to enter before she headed for a seat in the front with the driver, but she could easily speak to either side since the privacy glass was not closed at the moment. "Prescott, dear, I do hope that all of the wedding plans are progressing smoothly? I have made certain all of the details on our end were perfected before flying out here. Also Mari can give your staff the date the majority of my possessions will be arriving." Mari had her phone out. The handy devise was highly advanced, and was her saving grace in the whirlwind that could be Nicolette's life. It fell to Mari to make sure all of her projects went off with out a hitch.

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"It’s nice to meet you, Mari." He said with a smile then it seemed like he went in a trance when their hands met. “You seem nervous.” He said with a hint of laughter then heard her speak as she was the personal assistant of Nicolette. He nodded then spoke towards Mari. “Yes, you will meet everyone when we get there. Sorry, I wanted to come alone.” He said while waving his hand in front of his stomach, stepping aside, allowing the ladies to pass before him. Prescott walked behind them as he was laughing then frowned when they got outside, seeing the media there. “Can’t I have a break?!” His voice roared in a questionable manner while getting inside of the vehicle and closing the doors. “Home, please.” He told the driver, who gave him the thumbs up and started driving out of the airport’s parking lot.

Prescott looked towards Nicolette as she spoke about the wedding arrangements. “Yes. Yes. Everything is in order.” He said with a smile then gripped her hand in his. “Good. I would hate to take this trip and everything falls apart.” Nicolette said while looking out her window, viewing the sights of Prescott’s home. Prescott pointed and told her about all the important places and dining areas. “Make sure you take not of those, Mari.” Prescott said with a hint of laughter.

Sooner, they made it to Prescott’s home. All of his butlers and housekeepers were outside, looking cheery as Javier was outside as well. “We’re here.” He said while opening the door when the driver made a complete stop. Javier quickly scurried over there as he saw Mari getting out of the front seat then looked towards Prescott, who mouthed ‘Nicolette’s assistant.’ Prescott introduced the butlers and housekeepers to Nicolette as she did nothing but curtsy and smile at them. “Now, for the domain.” He turned the door knob and pushed the door inward, as the scent of lemon hit their noses. The place was spotless and clean.

He gave Nicolette the grand tour and knew that Javier would show Mari around, so that was no problem.