Princess Brooke smiles and so does Prince Micheal. “Welcome”

Marissa enters

(Michael wasn’t on the list of royals) Marissa walks to the foot of the steps and bows deeply, her golden curls falling carelessly over her shoulders. “your majesty.” she said, still bowed.

(who are we trying to marry? I’m confused)

(wait Michael is Nicholas I gotchu) Marissa lifted her head slightly, and saw the crown prince and king.

OH

WHIOPS NICHOLAS

Nicholas smiles. “You can call me Nick”

Marissa lifted her head. “Nick, then. an honor” Marissa gripped the edge of her dress, and knew if she wanted to wow them, now would be the time. Marissa spun and he dress unfolded into a new dark blue, the shoulders coming off.

Brooke opens her mouth. “Wow..” smiles. Nicholas smiles. “Nice dress..”

Marissa smiled. (sorry I was on a plane ✈️) “I designed it myself. the best first impressions are the ones you remember” she said, and with a deep curtsy, exited the room

Nicholas smiles and shrugs it was the shortest one yet but it really was one he would remember. Brooke on the other whispers to her brother “ She’s so talented!” Nicholas nods.