All Chapters of My French Princess: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Our story begins in June of 1702 near the countryside of France. We start with Lord and Lady De Grace; the biggest know family in all of France. Their daughter had just turned eighteen at the beginning of the summer and it was time to begin her season. Men and boys alike would be presented as possible suitors. Lord Simon De Grace received word earlier in the week that King Francis himself would be presenting his son, Prince Louis. Just the other day, he got word that to find peace, Queen Anne of England was sending her son, Prince William. There were so many suitors already that had accepted the invitation for tonight's ball. Lord Simon was just relieved he wouldn't have to do the picking of a husband; he left that to his dau

In Lord De Grace's home, everyone was finishing for the ball. It was two hours until the guests were to arrive, and Chloe was waking up her lady. The bath was prepared and steaming. The dress, shoes, jewelry, and pins were laid out. There were a couple of extra things laid out for Chloe to help get her ready. In the wash room, Chloe sat talking with her lady as she soaked in the tub.    "My lady, if I may be so bold to say if you're worried about choosing a husband and you fear being alo

While the two of them were arguing, she caught the stare of a dark hair, dark-eyed, and dark-skinned man that had just walked in with two other men. She wanted to hear his voice because if it sounded as good as he looked, she'd fall in love with him.From the moment Felipe walked in and caught her staring at him, he was unable to look away from her. She was the most beautiful creature he'd ever laid eyes on. Aqua blue eyes with perfect blonde hair. She had light skin that showed a bit of a tan. He was so mesmerized by her that he didn't even hea

At the townhouse, Carlos and Emilio was going on and on about the girls they met. Felipe was off in another world in his mind. He kept thinking about her. Her name was Amaya De Grace. Perfect name for such a perfect person. All of sudden, Carlos brought him back to reality.    " Felipe, are you here with us or back at the ball with Amaya?"

They ate lunch and talked. For a prince, she enjoyed getting to know him. They talked for what seemed hours. She laughed at all of his stupid jokes, and he just gazed at her. Everything seemed to be going perfectly. She even forgot that he was a prince. They kept slipping in between Spanish and French when they were talking. After about four hours, Pierre came in and told her it was time to go. Felipe walked her out to her carriage and told her that he would try to call on her tomorrow. She smiled, and he bid her a farewell. Pierre took her home and now she had to talk to her parents. Felipe was in perfect heaven as long as he was with her. He went back to the townhouse to rest for a while. Meanwhile, Amaya was trying to get through the biggest storm yet.