The Prince and I
I was introduced to the King’s son when I was four, the prince was six.
“Dani, I want you to say ‘hello’ to Prince Garrett” my father spoke gently, resting his hand on my back lightly.
I looked up at him with my clear blue eyes and smiled. “Okay Papa”
The King stepped forward with his son and I stepped forward, curtsying gracefully before the prince, “Hello Prince Garrett” I said shyly.
The King laughed, “What a sweetheart you have there Richard.”
My father laughed, “A darling she is, Michael my friend.”
Garrett looked at the girl and smiled, “Hello Dani” he took her hand and kissed the back of it.
“Dani will you come play with me?” Garrett requested holding out his hand.
I smiled shyly, “Of course, my prince.”
We ran off into the gardens, holding hands.
The two men shared a knowing look.