Meeting the Princess
Today it was a boring and uneventful day at work. Except than for one thing. When it was almost 5, i.e. almost time to leave, we (me and the other girl who is working on the same project as me) got called from our boss. The Princess wanted to meet, us, since we just joined the company. The Princess is the great-grand daughter of the company founder, and the company's current owner. As far as I understand, she got married with a prince, hence her title. When I met her, the first thing that hit me was her aura of calmness and... I don't know... superiority? I can't say she was too nice, but extremely polite. I immediately checked what she was wearing (a nice gray bouclé skirt suit, which seemed sewed on her), and what kind of bag she had. I couldn't figure out the maker: it was small, red and very pretty. I can't believe I completely neglected the shoes: I don't remember at all how they were! As my boss was introducing us, she asked why they hired three (another g