Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters of storylines from Princess Diaries 1 or 2.
Ok, I've only written one other Fanfic so far and I'm a bit unsure about this one so please read and review!! It's all about how Mia, Andrew, Nicholas and Lady Elisa feel after Mia and Andrew get married. Most people think it's a simple love triangle between Mia, Nicholas and Andrew, but is there someone else involved?!
By the way, the order of 'thoughts' goes Mia, Andrew, Nicholas and then Lady Elisa…Enjoy!! (I hope!)
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Mia:
"I now pronounce you man and wife…you may kiss the bride!"
Mia closed her eyes slightly as Andrew leaned forward to kiss her. There it was again, the kiss with no spark.
It was true that Mia loved him, but not as a husband. He was a fun, understanding, adoring husband who was actually very perfect for her, but she wasn't happy. It wasn't a selfish sadness, she wasn't spoilt, besides the fact that she was a princess! She just knew that her prince was still waiting for her and that secretly, her spirit belonged at the lake, wrapped in a patterned blanket, comforting her against the bitter cold of the winter night. Of course, the arms around her neck were also warming her, protecting her, loving her.
She could never lie there again, never be with him again. Obviously, divorce was legal in Genovia, but she couldn't do that to Andrew…or her family. She would have to give up her crown if she did. Besides, after the way she treated him, Nicholas probably wouldn't have taken her back.
She knew at that moment, as she relived the magic with him that she had made a mistake.
Andrew:
Andrew withdrew his lips from hers and smiled. He was content. He knew he would be happy with Mia, she was never boring, yet there was no love. There was nothing he could do to make her love him, nor could he bring himself to admit the truth, that he too was in love with someone else…
He thought back to the day when he first met her, he was with Mia at the time, he had thought there was hope for them then.
Suddenly, there she was. He had heard her giggle but he hadn't seen her face, her beautiful face. The sun had been shining, causing her golden hair to shimmer and sparkle, like raindrops as they fall from a cloud, catching the light on every curve.
Oh! How he felt when she asked him to get a drink with her! He knew she only meant it as friends, but he couldn't resist. As they were walking along, he kissed her. She kissed him back, she felt the same! It was a gentle, warm kiss, unlike how he had just kissed Mia. Right then, he knew he should not have married Mia, even if it was the right thing to do.
Nicholas:
It was too late. He had gotten there as quickly as he could, but it was too late. She had already said 'I do.' There was no going back from that, especially not for a royal.
He loved her. From the moment they met, despite the fact that he had lied to her, he had tried to impress her and be polite to her. But not because she was a princess.
He never loved her or wanted her for her title, that was his uncles idea, not his. To him, she was just a girl. An ordinary girl who was just as clumsy and outgoing as everyone else, yet she still seemed different. He was sure – no – he was positive that she loved him too, that she felt the same…maybe there was still some hope?
No, it was over for them. No going back…
Lady Elisa:
She was troubled. She was angry at him for marrying Mia, but she was angrier at herself for not telling him to stop the wedding. She knew it wasn't something that he could do easily anyway, but she could have asked…if she'd only asked…
He knew how she felt, he knew and he just passed her by, even though he too loved her. After all, it was he who made the first move, he kissed her. Not that she wouldn't have done it if he hadn't!
The memory of that kiss still played in her mind. They were walking through the maze, there was no-one around. They had said they would get a drink whilst Mia and Nicholas talked, but somehow, they both knew they had to go somewhere else instead, away from prying eyes. Andrew stopped right in the middle and gazed into her eyes for a while, just a little while, then smiled.
She giggled. She knew he liked it when she giggled, everyone did. She stopped when he leaned in closer towards her. After that, she just felt like she was in a daze. She had wanted to pull away, she knew it was wrong, yet she was unable to move. They stayed like that for a while.
She awoke from her daze as people clapped. The ceremony was over, he was married and there was nothing she could do. She was standing at the side of the hall away from everyone else. She quickly turned and slipped out of the hall before anyone noticed. When she was outside, she cried. She cried and he wasn't there to hold her…