Chapter 1 (America POV)
The Morning sun peeked behind the soft curtains, bringing morning to the Kings Suite.
"Good morning America, my dear." Maxon said with a yawn. I laced my fingers through his catching the contagious yawn.
"Good morning, my royal husbandess." I turn over to see a bright smile on his face.
He stares over at the clock that reads 6:49. He jumps out of bed and whispers at my ear,
"I have a meeting at seven fifteen, but I'll meet with you after." I giggle and attempt a frown while brushing my nose against his. I finally get up and walk to the nursery with a sleeping little Alex. I take the baby boy out of his crib and tickle him softly. Alex blows mini bubbles out of his mouth. I laugh at his teeth less smile, and start to get him dressed.
"You are such a good boy," I coo. Alex now has an adorable blue onesie on. I do a little dance with him placed on my hip when someone knocks at the door.
"Come in!" I yell softly. Mary opens the door with a look of comfort on her face.
"He really is the cutest thing." She sighs.
Alex is now two weeks old. Maxon and I are now the happiest people on earth. I told him I was pregnant on his twenty first birthday, and ever since then, he barely wiped the smile of his face. I'm a mother. He's a father. It couldn't get any better than that.
"Why don't you put him down for a second so I can help you get ready?" Mary suggests. I nod my head and walk back to the nursery. I kiss his soft forehead before placing him back in the crib.
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I figit with my napkin as I continue to look out the glass door for Maxon. I go back to eating my breakfast once I get a few confused stares from some people. Alex plays with his toes and everyone at the table giggles quietly. This is the first royal baby the castle has had in awhile, so anything Alex does makes them laugh. I finish with my delicious breakfast and thank the chefs when I begin walking to the Women's Room to feed Alex. I hear a quite knock on the door and take my focus off Alex for a second, hoping it's Maxon. I never get to see him lately with Alex in a cradle. Maxon feels the same way. Whenever we have a moment, we'll spend it together. But everything's gotten even more busy with only some luck diminishing the castes.
"Yes?" I ask. Aspen opens the door and hands me a note.
"Thank you Officer." I joke. Things between us have gotten less awkward, but I regret making that rude comment anyway. I'm still not used to ruling him. He laughs anyways.
"No problem your Majesty," he jokes back. As soon as he closes the door I rip open the note.
America,
I am so sorry about the notice, but I have a meeting going on now, and work to do after. I will finish up as soon as possible. Again I'm so sorry,
Your loving husband, Maxon.
PS. Meet me in the gardens after dinner. Tugging on my ear;)
I can't help but smile. I haven't had a date with him in forever. I continue to feed Alex and get rid of some of the papers on an overflowing desk.
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I finish putting on my earrings when there's a knock on the door.
"Come in!" I hollar.
Jackie, Alex's nanny pops in.
"Good evening your majesty!" Jackie say excitedly.
"Oh, Jackie. Call me America." Her face lights up as I nod. This is the first time Jackie is working for us. She is the one Maxon and I trust the most.
"One second," I quickly announce running to the nursery. I grab the wide awake Alex and cradle him in Jackie's arm. I hand over a piece of paper with all the details on it.
"Thank you," she cries.
"No, thank you." I smile. "Tell me if you need anything!" I finally exclaim and quietly walk out of the room.
I light up to see a smiling face with brown eyes holding a rose.
"No, you didn't!" I screech jumping into his strong arms. I gently place my lips on his smooth hair. I jump off when he offers an arm. I gladly take it as we walk down to the garden.
"Oh America, I can't wait. I feel like it's been forever since we last spoke." He picks be up like I'm a baby and kisses my nose. I giggle hysterically.
"What are our plans for the evening?" I smile.
"Oh, it's a surprise."
Once we reach the gardens my eyes light up with happiness. I lace my fingers through his and sit on a nearby bench.
"You set up all of this?" I ask staring at the beautiful lights and dining table.
"I did dear. I knew you would still be hungry even after dinner." He laughs.
"It's….. beautiful" I sigh. I look over and he has the sweetest smile on his face. I sit on his lap and he rubs circles on my back. We sit like that for awhile when I finally get tired and rest my head on his shoulder.
"It's so nice to be here with you." He whispers. "I wrote a love letter for you." He pulls a sheet of paper out frame his pocket and begins to read. I place my lips on his shoulder and listen to his soft, soothing voice.
"Dear America. I love you to the moon and back, though I don't get to show you often." Tears begin to fall down my face. "Your blue eyes, and your fiery hair, your confidence, and your love, explain the reason I love you so much. Everyday since our child was born, I can't help but be thankful for you everyday. I am crushed by the things that are coming between us. Work. Being King and Queen. Taking care of our child. But those thing are the reason I love you even more." My eyes completely fog up. "You stay strong, you don't let things get in our way. Everyday I just want to be with you, and hug you till you suffocate," I giggle and attempt to wipe off the tears. "My love, I wouldn't want to be with anyone besides you." I now begin a soft cry. "You are my angel, that saved me from every problem, and I… and I...I" He starts to form water at the corner of his eyes. "Love you." He kneels down in front of me and wipes of my tears with his thumb.
"Don't cry," He begins.
"I can't, I miss you." I cry harder.
"Dear, I'm right here." He soothes rubbing my back. I wrap my arms around his and he sweetly kisses my lips.
"I never want to leave your side ever, ever again"
"Me too" He states. "Hey, why don't we eat?" He asks gesturing the the red clothed table. I smile and walk to the table holding his hand.
We had a beautiful conversation and after the best food in the world.
"Can we take this upstairs?" I ask.
"Why not?" He smiles. We run off like two love bugs and continue the sweetest night of my life.
