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Emily’s Point Of View“I want us to look elegant and adorable and of course inseparable in today’s State Visits and Banquets,” that was the voice of Imelda to me as I inspected the bedgown she bought for me. she kept smiling from cheek to cheek as I gaped at the splendor of the gown.“This is beautiful, sis. Oh my god! Oh my god!” I kept covering my mouth as I inspected the formal attire, “Oh this must have cost you so much, sister. Why are you spending so much on me. I am not even a princess yet you are making me feel like one…”“Oh stop bluffing Emily. You are a princess. When I was in a coma I guess the maids and guards must have referred to you as Princess Emily.” She reached for the sack in the bed and took out some silver stilettos and a box I perceived to be jewelry, “You are not just my sister but my only sister and my twin for that matter. If I don’t take care of you then who will. I wish I could even convince the queen to crown you a princess…”We burst into a huge laughter

Emily’s Point of ViewThe Arabian prince was Prince AL Aladin, the prince of Saudi Arabia. After greeting the queen and the royal cabinet, Imelda quickly grabbed my hand and we moved to his side. At the time his father was still busy with the queen and other heads of states.And the announcement for the visitors to be transported to the palace in a carriage was being made.“Greetings, His majesty,” that was the voice of Imelda, who had always been the outspoken one.We blushed from cheek to cheek, seeing the radiation of cuteness from his face, “Oh, this must be one of the princesses,” he sounded, his voice like the trumpet of angels. He was so beautiful even to his voice.He couldn’t guess aright so Imelda was forced to say, “Princess Imelda, wife to Prince Rueben Jacobson,” we chuckled freely and he focused his healthy eyes on me.“And I guess this is your twin sister. You must be identical twins,” his Arabic accent dominated so much that it left me with humor than communication. Im

Imelda’s Point of ViewIt was on a sunny afternoon, summer was steaming heavily on Wales and I often craved it so much for my shopping. I was out in my carriage with my horse rider to go and do some shopping for myself, Imelda and her twin babies.She was supposed to join me but these days she often visited Uncle Charles and I wondered when the tiers between them would break. I wished I had such tier with Uncle Charles. Perhaps, in my next world.We had ridden a few kilometers very far from the palace when the wheels on my carriage began to squeak so noisily that it gave me concern. Before I could tell the rider to check what it was , one of the wheels pulled out and began to run off.That would have been a fatal accident if we were on a high speed, but luckily for us, the rider fell off and I clung to the iron edge of my carriage. The horse had taken off to save his head from smashing the coal tar.The wheel was almost somersaulting now when the rider quickly ran back to the wheel an

Emily’s Point of ViewDinner was served, and except Prince Reuben, we all gathered at the dining to dine with the queen, who had planned to discuss the forthcoming Royal Collections with us. She had planned to address the issue of Prince Rueben and Imelda after dinner.But since Prince Rueben stillhad grudges, she decided to discuss the Royal Collections with us and her plan for everyone.The queen was gradually absorbing me into the royal dynasty of Wales and I must confess this was the doing of Imelda. If not for her, I don’t think I would have the honor to be in the palace let alone dine with the queen.“This episode of Royal Collections is going to be lit and epic. I have made the necessary negotiations and aside our paintings, jewels and other artifacts, we plan to feature some African culture, and South American culture. How about that?” that was the voice of the queen, her white clean teeth shining at us as we smiled gratefully.Prince Samson held her arms in appreciation and

Emily’s Point of View“You sent for me Imelda,” I intoned once I peeped into her room and she smiled and gestured at me to come in, “Sorry I was trying to caution Kassy and Cassandra. They were turning my room upside down. Those babies are too stubborn.”Imelda gave a witty smile and fondled with her hands, “I wish I had babies that are very stubborn. Isn’t it obvious I am barren? Here you are complaining about yours. I wish I could have the most stubborn babies….”I held her hands once I saw the flush of frustration on her face. She went crimson suddenly and sniffed. “Everything is going to be fine. Someday you will carry your babies and they will perhaps dig out the foundation of this palace,” I tried to sound hilarious.And I thanked God she burst into a huge laugh and we hugged, but for a moment.Soon she snorted and frowned again, “I guess that is the reason Rueben is cheating on me. No man would love to come home to a barren wife. A normal man would seek help elsewhere. I know w