But her Prince Charming had disappeared.
She was still looking for him when the line of Cinderellas parted and Prince Charming reappeared.
But the Prince Charming who stood before her wasn’t the actor—it was Ryan. He was dressed in the Prince Charming jacket, the one he’d refused to wear. Not only had he conquered his fear of standing in the limelight, but he was also grinning from ear to ear.
Tears stung her eyes as he made his way to where she stood. When he got to Camille, he turned and as he did, a member of the audience rose from his chair.
Papa?
Ryan bowed to him, and François Royal gave a nod in response. Camille put a hand to her mouth. Of course the man who’d stolen her heart had managed to charm her father the moment they’d met.
Ryan turned back to Camille. “Remember that important phone call I had to make last night? Well, it was to your father. François and I had a little chat. Now all that remains is your answer.”
He dropped to one knee. As the crowd fell silent you could have heard a tailors pin drop. After reaching into his jacket pocket, he produced a small glass slipper.
In the slipper was a ring.
“From the moment you knocked me clean off my feet in the middle of a New York street I knew you were the most incrediblewoman I had ever met. I love you, Camille.” He cleared his throat. “I mean, je t'aime.”
He’d learned the most important French words she’d ever need to hear from his lips. “And I want us to share every day from now on— as one. Camille Royal, will you do me the greatest of honors and agree to be my wife?”
Tears filled Camille’s eyes. This amazing man had changed her life. Ryan made everything better.
I never thought I’d find my prince charming, but here he is.
“Oui. I mean, yes.”
She was in his arms and being kissed while all around them New York Fashion Week went completely nuts.
Inside New York City
Prince Charming might well have been a prince, but he became a thief when he shamelessly stole New York Fashion Week’s heart last night at Camille Royal’s Cinderella in the City fairytale retelling runway show.
Not only were the clothes on display the sort of thing we NYC career girls have been crying out for, but the Cinderella models were full of sass and fun. The highlight of the evening was a gorgeous gold cocktail dress with its black and gold checkerboard print which paid homage to the traditional New York taxi strip.
A special shoutout to fabric emporium supplier Karl Thomas who is also being featured in this week’s fashion week special spread.
And what fairytale wouldn’t be complete without a marriage proposal?
Former reality tv star Ryan Collins went full Prince Charming when he got down on one knee, and asked billionaire girlfriend Camille Royal to be his wife.
My ears are still ringing from all the squeals of delight. I can’t wait to see what social media will make of all this, but as for this writer, she’s still all in a fairytale swoon.
EPILOGUE
New York City
Six weeks later
At the end of a long busy day, Camille and Ryan headed into the living room of their apartment. Kicking off her slippers, Camille lowered herself onto the couch. Ryan then claimed his usual spot alongside her.
“Would madam care for her nightly foot rub?”
With her head resting against the soft cushions, Camille gave a happy sigh. “Give me a few minutes.” She was now some three and a half months pregnant and starting to find it difficult to reach her feet.
“Maybe we should have put foot rubs into my job description,” mused Ryan.
His new role as Brand Manager involved helping Camille to build her public image, and social media following. It also including planning the budgets for her collections. He’d promised to ease her gently into learning how spreadsheets worked.