”
Ian gave me a strange look. “ What do you mean? ”
“ I don’ t fit in here. I feel trapped. ” Ian looked at me for a long moment.
“ Amelia, darling, Juliet here isn ’ t feeling well, I think I should take her home. Lana, make sure Christine buys lots of nice things. ” Ian grabbed my hand and dragged me out to the limo.
“ What? ” Lana cried torn between the leaving Ian and Christine still in the bathroom. I guess she figured Christine was the bigger problem because we managed to get away.
Ian sprawled out in the back of the limo. “ How old are you? ”
“ Twenty-one, ”
“ How long have you been here? ”
“ About a week, ”
Ian nodded. “I ’ ve had twenty-three years to adjust to this sort of thing. It takes time. It ’ s not going to happen overnight. Some of it will be scary. Just go with it. ”
“ Where are we going? ”
“ To my other little sister ’ s house. ”
“ I thought Christine was your only sister? ”
“Let ’ s just say we adopted her, sort of. ”
We pulled up to a large manor. I thought the Eastgate estate was huge. It was a pebble in comparison.
“IAN!” came a sing-song voice as Ian was tackled as soon as he got out of the limo. “ I got your text. We have a new member of the family? You didn ’ t knock someone up did you, you naughty boy? ” this girl laughed who seemed right at home atop Ian.
Ian shook his head laughing. “ No way Fiore, you ’ re next to bear an heir. ” His laugh sounded warm, and somehow it didn ’ t seem like something he did often enough.
“Don ’ t jinx me!” Fiore snapped, holding her index fingers up to make a cross. “ Hello! I ’ m Fiore, and you are? ” asked this girl. She had dark blonde hair and fair skin.
“I ’ m Juliet, it ’ s a pleasure. ” I smiled back.
“ Oh, you do look like James. ” Fiore beamed. She got up off of Ian and circled me as I got out of the limo. I felt like shark bait. “ I like you. ”
“ Thanks? ”
“It ’ s a compliment. Fiore doesn ’ t like many people off the bat. ” Ian teased.
“ So, you ’ re new to the whole royalty spiel? ” Fiore asked, focusing all of her attention to me. “ I have just the thing! ”
Chapter VIII
I felt more comfortable letting Fiore dress me than Christine. Ian had changed into a pair of baggy jeans and a t-shirt and was wearing a pair of dark sunglasses and conductor ’ s hat. I had on a Ramones t-shirt, a pair of shredded jeans, a pair of bright orange aviator shades and a fedora. Fiore was wearing a purple shirt-dress with black leggings and checkered converse and a top hat.
“ The media aren ’ t allowed on my property for fear I will stab them with one of the antique swords or something equally offensive. But once you leave, you two are on your own. I ’ ve sent for a car, it ’ s less conspicuous, I ’ m leaving in the limo. They ’ ll probably follow me, if they don ’ t do the car switcheroo. Good luck, welcome to the chaos. And Ian, come see me soon. ” Fiore pulled Ian into a hug and kissed him on the cheek. “ Just don’ t be stupid. ” Fiore warned him before pulling me into a hug. “ Good luck. ”
We waited about fifteen minutes then got into the car Fiore called.
“It ’ s not so bad once you get used to it ” Ian assured me.
I nodded. “I ’ m sorry if what I said earlier upset you. ”
“ You didn ’ t upset me. ”
“Okay. I have this tendency to open mouth insert foot. ”
“ That must taste lovely, ” Ian teased.
“ I don’ t know what I ’ m doing here. ” I admitted.
“Does anyone?”
“ It doesn ’ t make sense. ”
Ian sighed and leaned back into the seat . Ian looked at me. “ Would it
Ian gave me a strange look. “ What do you mean? ”
“ I don’ t fit in here. I feel trapped. ” Ian looked at me for a long moment.
“ Amelia, darling, Juliet here isn ’ t feeling well, I think I should take her home. Lana, make sure Christine buys lots of nice things. ” Ian grabbed my hand and dragged me out to the limo.
“ What? ” Lana cried torn between the leaving Ian and Christine still in the bathroom. I guess she figured Christine was the bigger problem because we managed to get away.
Ian sprawled out in the back of the limo. “ How old are you? ”
“ Twenty-one, ”
“ How long have you been here? ”
“ About a week, ”
Ian nodded. “I ’ ve had twenty-three years to adjust to this sort of thing. It takes time. It ’ s not going to happen overnight. Some of it will be scary. Just go with it. ”
“ Where are we going? ”
“ To my other little sister ’ s house. ”
“ I thought Christine was your only sister? ”
“Let ’ s just say we adopted her, sort of. ”
We pulled up to a large manor. I thought the Eastgate estate was huge. It was a pebble in comparison.
“IAN!” came a sing-song voice as Ian was tackled as soon as he got out of the limo. “ I got your text. We have a new member of the family? You didn ’ t knock someone up did you, you naughty boy? ” this girl laughed who seemed right at home atop Ian.
Ian shook his head laughing. “ No way Fiore, you ’ re next to bear an heir. ” His laugh sounded warm, and somehow it didn ’ t seem like something he did often enough.
“Don ’ t jinx me!” Fiore snapped, holding her index fingers up to make a cross. “ Hello! I ’ m Fiore, and you are? ” asked this girl. She had dark blonde hair and fair skin.
“I ’ m Juliet, it ’ s a pleasure. ” I smiled back.
“ Oh, you do look like James. ” Fiore beamed. She got up off of Ian and circled me as I got out of the limo. I felt like shark bait. “ I like you. ”
“ Thanks? ”
“It ’ s a compliment. Fiore doesn ’ t like many people off the bat. ” Ian teased.
“ So, you ’ re new to the whole royalty spiel? ” Fiore asked, focusing all of her attention to me. “ I have just the thing! ”
Chapter VIII
I felt more comfortable letting Fiore dress me than Christine. Ian had changed into a pair of baggy jeans and a t-shirt and was wearing a pair of dark sunglasses and conductor ’ s hat. I had on a Ramones t-shirt, a pair of shredded jeans, a pair of bright orange aviator shades and a fedora. Fiore was wearing a purple shirt-dress with black leggings and checkered converse and a top hat.
“ The media aren ’ t allowed on my property for fear I will stab them with one of the antique swords or something equally offensive. But once you leave, you two are on your own. I ’ ve sent for a car, it ’ s less conspicuous, I ’ m leaving in the limo. They ’ ll probably follow me, if they don ’ t do the car switcheroo. Good luck, welcome to the chaos. And Ian, come see me soon. ” Fiore pulled Ian into a hug and kissed him on the cheek. “ Just don’ t be stupid. ” Fiore warned him before pulling me into a hug. “ Good luck. ”
We waited about fifteen minutes then got into the car Fiore called.
“It ’ s not so bad once you get used to it ” Ian assured me.
I nodded. “I ’ m sorry if what I said earlier upset you. ”
“ You didn ’ t upset me. ”
“Okay. I have this tendency to open mouth insert foot. ”
“ That must taste lovely, ” Ian teased.
“ I don’ t know what I ’ m doing here. ” I admitted.
“Does anyone?”
“ It doesn ’ t make sense. ”
Ian sighed and leaned back into the seat . Ian looked at me. “ Would it
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