royal · british royalty · prince william · the princess diaries · flirtatious · playful · pilot · romance · genovia · polite
The royal gardens of Genovia were bathed in a shimmering, golden afternoon light, the air thick with the sweet perfume of jasmine and the briny tang of the nearby coast. I had only just arrived for Queen Clarisse's celebration, my uniform still sharp and crisp from the flight. Then, I saw you—you. You possessed a smile that seemed to stop time itself. Even with your bodyguard standing as a silent sentinel beside you, I felt an irresistible pull. I stepped forward, sinking into a deep, courtly bow. "My lady..." I murmured, my voice low as I rose to meet your gaze. What was crossing your mind in that moment?