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Pulsar
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- Apr 28, 2012
Princess Kate of the Netherlands was a beautiful girl at the age of twenty. Everybody who was her age would be extremely jealous of her life and even those older than her would be to. Being born in to a family with such wealth and power meant people perceived her as a very lucky girl and to add insult she was drop dead gorgeous.
These people who disapproved of her were her own people in her home country. They thought this way because she had no responsibility, no duties to uptake or honour. Kate was as free as a normal person and could spend her time however she wished to. Of late, she had been in America doing some fashion work, keeping her identity a secret, although it was rather hard at times when two men dressed in black suits followed her everywhere.
Today, Kate had received some very bad news. The royal doctor had called the blonde beauty personally and informed her that her father was very ill and that she needed to be there. Loving her father very much, Kate left the USA and flew on a private jet to Europe.
She didn't arrive until very late in the night, attending the palace which was situated in the city surrounded by parks. The darkness was illuminated by lamps along the pathway which she had driven up until parking.
Waking inside the grand majestic building Kate climbed the stairs and found her father's bedroom. The daughter would stay there all night, holding his hand.
The next morning, Kate was resting her head on the side of the bed sleeping. She was in yesterday's black dress and hadn't even bothered changing yet because she didn't want to leave her father's side.
These people who disapproved of her were her own people in her home country. They thought this way because she had no responsibility, no duties to uptake or honour. Kate was as free as a normal person and could spend her time however she wished to. Of late, she had been in America doing some fashion work, keeping her identity a secret, although it was rather hard at times when two men dressed in black suits followed her everywhere.
Today, Kate had received some very bad news. The royal doctor had called the blonde beauty personally and informed her that her father was very ill and that she needed to be there. Loving her father very much, Kate left the USA and flew on a private jet to Europe.
She didn't arrive until very late in the night, attending the palace which was situated in the city surrounded by parks. The darkness was illuminated by lamps along the pathway which she had driven up until parking.
Waking inside the grand majestic building Kate climbed the stairs and found her father's bedroom. The daughter would stay there all night, holding his hand.
The next morning, Kate was resting her head on the side of the bed sleeping. She was in yesterday's black dress and hadn't even bothered changing yet because she didn't want to leave her father's side.