TEN MONTHS LATER
Stiletto red bottom heels, silk dress perfectly framed on a perfect frame, straightened hair tied in a high ponytail, a coat with matching gloves, and a face, beautifully lethal.
Valentina walked into Madam Noirelle's mansion, and was ushered straight into the relaxation room where the madam played with a little girl.
They looked up at the same time as the sound of clicking heels caught their attention.
"Val!" Chloe jumped to her feet, and ran to her.
Valentina laughed, as she picked the little Angel up.
"MaPoupette," she pinched her nose playfully.
"I don't want to go home now. Madam is showing me styles from the sixties. She says I'm going to be a fashion Princess."
"That you'll absolutely be. However, your mum wants you home, okay?"
"No!" She whined.
"Even now?"
The voice caught the little girl's attention, and she looked through Valentina to see her uncle.
"Uncle Julien!"
Valentina lowered her to the ground, and she ran to him.
