Bab 174: Instigating Hatred

Talia composed herself taking in deep breaths before entering her room as Mr. Ed opened it for her. With a big smile she walked up to the stylist who seemed to be so stressed and held her hand, "I'm so glad to work with you, Ms.Chiara Rossi," she shook her hand with gusto and walked in.

"You're late, Your Royal Highness," Chiara whose pretty brown eyes shimmering with the warm lighting, spoke with an accent. "I'm your stylist, not a fairy godmother who can wave a stick and transform you. I need time. Thankfully you are better looking than in your pictures and are in nice shape-"

"Ehem!" Mr. Ed who was following, coughed prompting the stylist to shut up. She really was intimidated by the big man in front of her. She's been interning in the Royal family for more than two years and she still cannot get used to these men in suits. It is in a way insulting for a woman in her mid-thirties to be afraid of men like this.