Today's the day! The official sequel to California Queen is here! So now that Ivy and Kendall can marry, will Ivy be able to adjust to Royal life? Or will national and personal drama drive them apart? And is there a war brewing?


I rolled out of bed, unable to shake the feeling that something important was happening today. Then I remembered.

Today was the day I would be sworn in as a Californian citizen. It had been two years since Kendall and I had formally gotten engaged, and not too much had changed. Sure, I was generally nicer, but that was it.

I got dressed, stepped out of my room, and suddenly stopped as Emma ran past me. She's the other major thing that changed. Jett had adopted her shortly after the whole Griffin Christmas Scandal. Because of that, the orphanage had the one thing it needed: publicity. Publicity created donations, led by the $1,000,000 check I wrote after I got engaged.

Walking down the stairs, Jett approached me.

"Have you seen Emma?" He asked.

I pointed to the stairs. "You should hurry. I think she was heading towards the haunted area."

Jett ran off after her. Who would have guessed that the prickly Jett Stetson was a good father? He was always good to her, and she was a sweet girl. In fact, Jett enjoyed pampering her, but she never became spoiled. When he gave her a large box of chocolates, she proceeded to split them with Kendall, Katie, and Jett.

I walked into the dining hall and was approached by Kendall.

"Today's the day," he said with a smile after kissing me.

"I know. After today we can get married whenever we want," I said.

"After the ceremony, we have nothing else to do. Want to just spend time together?" He asked me.

I smiled. "Your room, food, and movies? I'm in."


"Congratulations. You are now citizens of the Kingdom of California," said the judge. I, along with twenty other people, had become a Californian citizen, holding joint American-Californian citizenship. Now came the hard part.

In the limousine, Kendall and I sat together as we drove back to the palace.

"You know what I just thought about?" Kendall asked me suddenly.

I shrugged. "I don't know. Was it about when I bumped into you in Manhattan?"

He smiled. "Nope. It was when you stopped me from marrying Mercedes. That was the most relieving moment of my life."

I kissed him. "It cost me 10,000 dollars. The car James used ran out of gas, and we didn't have time to refuel, so I threw money at a horse and buggy driver and we made it just in time."

Kendall smiled. "Mercedes looked so shocked."

I laughed. "She was busy. I tried to call you and got redirected to the Parks Service. I tried to call the palace and got the public voicemail."

Kendall shook his head. "Wow. She almost convinced me that you wanted me to marry her. I was able to realize she was lying when I remembered you stress eating."

The car eased into the palace, and we walked in. As soon as we entered, Jett approached us.

"You have a meeting tomorrow to determine when your wedding will be, your private residence, and how the wedding will be worked out with Kendall's military service," he said.

Military service? "Military service?" I asked.

Kendall looked at me. "Yes. I have to spend three months in service. I didn't tell you?"

"No, you didn't," I said, before turning to Jett. "We'll talk about this later."

I kept silent until we were in Kendall's room, and didn't say a word until he finally spoke to me.

"Ivy, why are you so mad?"

I looked at him. "Why didn't you tell me you were supposed to do this?"

He sighed and sat next to me. "I thought you knew. I'll be safe, but I'll miss you."

I leaned in. "I don't mind you following traditions. It's just that I finally have you, but you have service."

"Hey, it isn't easy for me either."

I smiled. "I'll miss you, but I'll deal. Besides, I have to find a way to stop Katie from stealing Chester."

Eventually, we simply sat together, enjoying the silent company of each other.


"Prince Kendall? Ivy? Are you here?" Jett asked, pounding on our door. Kendall and I were lying down on the couch, and we had fallen asleep. I looked at Kendall.

"Don't do anything. He'll go away," Kendall whispered in my ear.

Unfortunately, Kendall was wrong, because Jett somehow opened the door.

"I know you're awake, and you're late."

I looked at Kendall. Late? What was Jett talking about?"

"Jett, we have nothing else today," Kendall said.

"If you call the wedding pictures of your best friend nothing, then you have nothing."

We both sat upright. "Logan and Camille. How could we forget?"

We quickly got dressed and ran out of our room. As we hurried down the hallway, Kendall turned to me while pulling on his gloves.

"Do you think they're mad?"

"Probably not," I answered, as we got into our car and drove away.

"Don't worry, Ivy," Kendall said to me as we drove.

"Why not?" I asked.

"Royalty is never late."

I stifled a laugh. "That's nice, but I'm not royal yet. But to be serious, we can't make habits out of this."

As we approached the venue, we saw people stream out, which probably meant we were too late. However, since I put Mercedes in prison, I've tried to be an optimist. So maybe they were all on a coffee break.

At the same time.

So maybe optimism doesn't work for me. The point is, we were way too late, and they were probably angry. Especially Camille. She can be a drama queen. And now that we were missing the wedding photos of people we were in the party of, she would probably be livid.

"What happened guys?" Logan asked.

I looked and Kendall and decided to speak first. "We were spending time together after the ceremony and lost track of time. I'm sorry."

Kendall started to speak but I elbowed him in the rib. He glared at me and decided against speaking.

"We should be sorry," Camille said, before adding, "We forgot you became a citizen today. We'll reschedule, but be there next time."

I smiled. "Thanks Camille. We will, even if you have to take us yourself. But you're seriously not mad?"

"I'm disappointed. But not just because of you. It wasn't that nice outside, and I came too early. Besides, they said rain."

No sooner than when she finished, a clap of thunder was heard, and it suddenly began pouring rain. Quickly saying our goodbyes, we drove back home.

In the car, I groaned.

"Are you okay?" Kendall asked, instantly alarmed.

"I'm fine. But tomorrow is going to be a long day. The date, our private home, and your service." I explained.

Kendall sighed. "Are you sure you'll be fine? I don't want to leave you."

I smiled. "I can take care of myself. I'll miss you, though."


We arrived back at the palace, going up to Kendall's room. The sun was starting to go down, and everyone was starting to settle down.

But whenever I settled down, my mind went in all sorts of directions.

What if Congress rushes our wedding and I have to move into our home by myself?

Will Kendall really be safe?

What if the Californians don't like me?

Then again, nothing ever happened by people thinking "what if". The Californians can hate me all they want, because I'll still be Queen.

Queen Ivy. That has a nice ring to it. Almost like a fairytale. I began to settle down, but then I heard loud barking and a maid screaming. Kendall was sleeping, but judging by the way he stiffened, he heard it too. I grabbed a cover, put it on Kendall, and went out. I went down the stairs, where there was a maid picking up a teapot and a broken mug. And sure enough, standing close by were Chester and Lola. As soon as she heard me approach, she looked up.

"I'm sorry about the commotion, Lady Ivy. I was bringing the Queen some tea, and your dogs came out of nowhere and tripped me," she explained.

"It's alright," I said, helping her pick up the last few shards. "I'm sorry about the dogs. They can be a handful. Let me help you clean this up, and we can get her Majesty her tea."

She smiled shyly. "Thank you. But what are you going to do about the dogs?"

I thought for a moment. "I'll have the Princess take care of them. Princess Katherine should be looking after Lola anyway."

Seemingly out of nowhere, a butler appeared.

"Please take these dogs to Princess Katherine's room."

He took Chester and Lola and left. As we headed towards the kitchen, I turned to the maid.

"What is your name?" I asked her.

"Grace Denman," she answered.

"Well Grace, I want you to work in my area of the Palace. It's more quiet there, and you won't have to worry about being attacked by my dog."

She smiled. "Thank you, Lady Ivy."

"Don't mention it. Now let's get the Queen her tea."

We grabbed a new cup and saucer, grabbed a cart, and walked back to the Queen's room. A guard stood outside the door.

"Sorry. Can't let anyone in. The Queen is with her doctors. I've been ordered to turn everyone away."

If this security guard thought he was going to get the better of me, he was wrong.

"Who gave you those orders?" I asked.

"The doctor."

"Well, Miss Denman over here was ordered to bring the Queen some tea by Her Majesty herself. And when you consider that there are only two people in this government that outrank me, I can lawfully order you to let me in."

"Yes Lady Ivy," he quickly said, moving aside.

That was easy. I didn't even ask him. As we stepped into Queen Jennifer's room, I tried not to look wide-eyed. Her room was bigger than Kendall's room. By the door that led to her bedroom, a cluster of palace and government officials were speaking. Surprisingly, Jett was there.

I turned to Grace. "You can leave. I'll take care of everything."

She nodded and quietly left.

Jett turned and saw me, and eventually came to me.

"Where's Kendall?" He asked.

"In his room," I answered.

He took a deep breath. "Get him here. This is hard to explain, and I want to tell both of you at the same time."

I nodded and went to Kendall's room, wondering what was going on. After walking into Kendall's room, I almost regretted it. He looked so peaceful, but I had to do what had to be done.

I shook him and called his name. He groaned but eventually sat up.

"What's wrong, Ivy?"

"I would tell you, but I don't know. Jett wants to speak to us, and some big government people are there. I don't want to be negative, but I think it might have something to do with your mother."

He nodded and quickly put on some clothes. We quickly went to Queen Jennifer's room, and there Jett was, waiting for us.

"Prince Kendall, as you know, your mother has not been at peak health for the past few weeks. Tonight, it was discovered that she needs surgery to remove her gallbladder. Because of the recovery time, we need you and Ivy to be the acting King and Queen."

Acting Queen? As in not really the Queen but called the Queen because the current monarch is unable to rule?

Kendall nodded. "Whatever is necessary for me to do as King, I will do."

Jett sighed in relief. "Good. On a positive note, there's a small chance your wedding will be moved up. In addition, because of the circumstances, Congress might make an exception with your military service."

Kendall nodded. "I'll speak with them in the morning."

"Good. I'll work with Jo and create a press release. You should go back to sleep. Tomorrow will be a long day."

Kendall and I walked back to his room in silence. Once we entered, I turned to him.

"Are you okay?" I asked him.

He shrugged. "I honestly do not know. I'm glad I get a chance to show that I can rule California, but I wish it was under better circumstances."

"I understand. But at least our wedding might be moved up," I said.

Kendall suddenly groaned.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"The Palace Tour season starts tomorrow. On the first tour, the monarch greets the guests. It's tradition."

I rolled my eyes, knowing he couldn't see. "If you need me to do anything, you know I'll help you. With the tours, events, speeches, this whole situation, anything."

He relaxed. "And I know you'll be by my side."

We eventually slipped into the sleep that comes after a long day, knowing that the next day would be longer.


You know me. I had to throw a curve in the first chapter SOMEHOW. Review please!