Member-only story

Halibut In Bed

Lauren Reeves
7 min readOct 3, 2023

An Alaska Revenge Story

I was living in New York City in the Spring of 2010 when I became friends with the Prince of Morocco. I met a lot of people in New York, but this was my first time befriending royalty. Our mutual friend Robbin introduced us, and the next thing I knew, I was part of the Prince’s entourage. Robbin’s husband at the time was best friends with the Prince, and he just so happened to be in the city, so Robbin invited me to join them all for dinner.

Exploring Africa.

We had a reservation at Eleven Madison Park. I’d been dying to go there. It was one of the hottest restaurants in town. You’d have a better chance at winning the Mega-Millions than you would scoring a table at EMP. But when I got there, the place was empty. There wasn’t a single person eating. There wasn’t even a snobby host to glare at me and turn me away, bringing shame upon my entire family.

Robbin waved at me from the top of the staircase, motioning for me to come up. “Oh good, you’re early,” Robbin said as we hugged, “His Royal Highness will be here soon.”

“Do I have to call him that?” I asked, hoping those words never had to escape my mouth.

“Yes, you do. And you also have to bow and kiss his hand when you see him.” This was getting worse by the sentence.

--

--

Lauren Reeves
Lauren Reeves

Written by Lauren Reeves

Comedy Writer, Humorist, TV Producer, Cool Gay Aunt 🌈 thelaurenreeves.com

No responses yet