Your Majesty

"Lady Amelia, you need to look into his eyes."

The photographer spoke for the nth time almost throwing his hands up from impatience. If one of his models had troubled him like this, he would have already thrown a tantrum and left after throwing the lights to the ground... But this was a future queen... who could not follow the simple instruction of looking into the eyes of her own fiance! When he had been contacted for the pre-wedding shoot of Royalty, he had been hesitant but after seeing the picture of the bride and groom even the slightest hesitation had disappeared. They were a beautiful couple. To add icing on the cake, he had been contacted by the beautiful woman's agent for designing a portfolio for her.

Do you need Miss Jacqueline to teach you? We'll take a minute's break!"

He had used Miss Jacqueline to test the lighting while the King had waited and she had looked just as beautiful in his arms. In fact, the young model was taller than Lady Amelia in height so she looked even better next to the King. He regretted not clicking more than one picture when he had the chance.

AJ cast a scathing glance at the photographer who missed it as the make-up artist approached the photographer.

Placing a finger under her chin, he made her look up at him and noticed the slight redness of her eyes that the makeup could not hide. "What's wrong?"

This time Amy looked up and the anger and pain in her eyes almost shocked AJ. But the next moment, it vanished and Amy passed a bright smile on her face," First you inflict pain and then question me? AJ have you lost self-awareness?"

Instead of being offended at her acidic tone, AJ smiled and slowly rubbed his finger over the small frown on her forehead, teasing, "Are you angry about the set-up and feeling shy? This is only one part, don't worry. We'll get to the formal set soon enough and then you need not be so shy."

Leaning closer to her so that his own lips could not be read and turned his head as if he was kissing her cheek," You can keep the angry look for the formal pictures but grandma wants these pics. The set-up was also her arrangement. Now close your eyes, Amy."

Unknown to Amy, the entire interaction had been caught by the photographer.

Holding her wrist, AJ spun Amy towards the sea, his arms wrapped around her waist while his chin rested on her head... "Yes, Your highness. This is perfect."

Amy stiffened as the photographer's voice penetrated the bubble AJ had created. AJ quickly bent his head and placed a small kiss on her neck warning," Amy..."

Shaking off the dark thoughts, Amy leaned back into his chest, tilting her head a bit towards the camera with a content smile on her face, and this time, she stared up at him with the exactly adoring look that the photographer wanted.

Finally, it was time for a change and as Amy would have scurried off, AJ grabbed her hand, dragging her to his own room instead. "Everyone out."

Pushing Amy against the wall, AJ let everyone scurry out and leaned into her as the door started to close. Let everyone think that he was desperate for her instead of rumors about about a tiff.

However, once the door was closed, he stepped back and questioned," Why were you crying?"

"I was in the mood for it. You have a problem with that as well?"

Growling in frustration, AJ pushed back his hair and growled," I don't know what has been wrong with you over these last few months but get over it already. Now, tonight, you are coming with me."

"Really? How come I did not know that? Sorry, I cannot. I have work."

"May I ask what work?" AJ growled, completely fed up of having to deal with Amy's constant defiance. Just what happened to the girl who was so cooperative? He had no idea.

"I have to paint my toes!"

AJ glanced down at her perfectly painted toes and then her upturned face. "Well, you can do that after you have attended the dinner with me. It is with one of your... friends. Be ready at seven. Also, we have the casual photo shoot after this and loosen up. I hope you do not repeat what just happened."

"Uh huh. Yes boss. Aye aye boss. No more mood swings boss."

Before AJ could have snapped back something, there was a knock on the door. Pulling her close, he tilted her face up and placed his lips on hers, before slightly biting her lip and moving back.

"Yes?"

"Your highness. Miss Jacqueline would like a word."

AJ felt Amy stiffen up at the young woman's name and soon realized that Miss Leland seemed to be true. "Invite her in."

As Amy would have marched out, he caught her sound the waist and brought her firmly to his side. The young woman entered with a bright smile before stopping short as it slid off her face. But not losing her manners, she curtsied," Good day, Your Majesty. I just wanted to thank you for inviting Mr John. for the photoshoot and for allowing me to be here today.I will not disappoint you, Your Majesty."

Casting a last glance at the couple, Jacqueline left the room. "Thank you for letting me be here, your majesty. Tell me, does she 'your majesty' you in bed also?"

Before AJ could have answered that preposterous question, Amy stomped and left the room, leaving behind a slightly confused man.