Maggie Malone Gets the Royal Treatment by Jenna McCarthy

Author:Jenna McCarthy
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sourcebooks, Inc
Published: 2014-09-23T15:53:25+00:00

Chapter 16

When I Get My Groove On

After the luncheon, the wedding party is led to the part of Wincastle Palace’s golf-course-sized yard known as “the meadow” for what Amelia tells me will be an eight-hour reception. Eight hours? I’m hoping we get another meal or else I might pass out on the dance floor.

Talk about tents! It looks like the circus has come to town—all of them in the world, all at once. As we trot through the tent city to our assigned seats, there are cheers all around. Yes, princesses get applause just for showing up and being born royal.

Everyone stands as the Archduke of Wincastle introduces the bride and groom. Cousin Clementine really does look beautiful and her new husband Prince Clayton isn’t bad either—except for that shock of neon red hair on his head. Yowza! I wonder if it glows in the dark. That would be all kinds of awesome at Friday night Glo-Bowl.

The bride and groom have their first dance. It’s pretty magical. She’s as graceful as a ballerina, and they both move like those professional dancers on TV. When they’re finished, people start flooding out onto the dance floor.

Prince Henry turns to me. I have to say, it’s not just those sparkly green eyes or that adorable grin or those Chiclet-white teeth that get me with this guy. Those things are nothing compared to how nice and well, charming he is. My mom is always saying that it’s what’s inside that counts, and she must be right because Prince Henry makes me go all gooey inside.

“So, what’s your favorite dance of the moment, Princess?” Prince Henry asks. “Everyone knows you to be the best dancer in all of Wincastle.”

“Me?” I answer. I didn’t know this about Princess Mimi! “A great dancer? Aw, well, you know…”

I’m really wishing I’d taken my mom up on those fancy dance classes she wanted me to take back in fourth grade. I’d thrown a bit of a hissy fit about going after my big cousin Clare told me how the boys’ sweaty hands get the girls’ white gloves all slimy. Blech! Mom finally caved in and said I didn’t have to go. She said I would regret it someday, though, and I do. Right about now.

“Your modesty is most endearing, Princess,” Henry says, standing and pulling my chair back. “A dance of your choosing, if you please. You lead and I’ll follow.”

Penelope doesn’t look happy at all, which gives me just the courage I need to march onto the dance floor. I’ll show that cruel cousin of mine how it’s done.

As Prince Henry leads me by the small of my back toward the dance floor, I start flipping through my brain trying to think of some dances I know. Wait a minute! Stella and I learned the Cowgirl Booty Scoot on MeTube last summer. I’m really good at that! There’s a lot of kicking and twisting, though. I wonder if I can pull that off with this heavy cape around my neck.

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