A/N : Can't beleive I am managing to keep up with writing and posting a chapter every day!

Thanx to ; CrazyNut2002, little-princess, sapofbks2002, swimcc, Sunkisses643, ndblue123, jackie, CrzyDazy, Meg*, Princess Nikki, Ali Simmons, princess_miki, for the latest reviews.

Btw princess_miki, Michael didn't go after Mia cos of Kenny and cos he was waiting for Phillippe to grow up and cos he was worried Mia wouldn't love him anymore.

Okay, on with the story...

Disclaimer : Phillippe is my character, the rest aren't!

Phillippe had taken his father down to the main dining room for breakfast, all the time asking questions that Michael was glad to answer. However, Michael's mind was not entirely focused on his son. He was pleased that Phillippe was interested in him and his family and he did want to talk to him about it, but it didn't stop his thoughts from wondering off the topic of his son and on to the topic of Mia. He still loved her and he wanted to marry her but he felt he might have scared her by just coming out and saying it the way he had. It was never Michael's plan to ask Mia to marry him, not immediately anyway, but seeing her again confirmed what he already thought, that he was still in love with her and he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her and his son.

Phillippe was still rambling on about how much he was looking forward to meeting the rest of the family when he noticed his father's gaze shift to the doorway. Queen Amelia Renaldo entered the room, trying her best to remember that she was indeed a queen and she was capable of behaving as such, without crying, shouting or becoming hysterical.

"Good morning" she said, smiling slightly.

"Hi" was as much as Michael could manage, she still took his breath away.

"Hi Mom, are you feeling better?" Phillippe grinned and Mia moved to sit by him.

"Yes thank you, sweetheart" she said, seating herself at the table. An eerie silence fell over the table as no-one really knew what to say to one another. Mia certainly could not give Michael an answer to yesterdays proposal with Phillippe present and Michael did not exactly want to discuss a possible marriage in front of his son either.

"How's Lilly?" Mia asked finally, unable to think of any other suitable topic of conversation.

"She's fine, she's here actually" Michael told her, without looking up from his breakfast plate, "she came over to Genovia with me. She left Boris at home with the kids"

"She married Boris?" Mia was not exactly shocked, she always thought that Lilly would end up with her high school boyfriend Boris Pelkowski but to actually hear that she'd married him and that they'd had children still gave her a feeling of surprise.

"Yeah, they've got three kids" Phillippe jumped in, "I've got pictures of them, I'll go fetch them" and with that he was gone. Mia and Michael both smiled as they watched him hurry out of the door and up the stairs. They both turned back at the same time and met each others eyes.

"Mia, I don't want to upset you - again" Michael began, "but I think we should talk about yesterday..."

"Yes" Mia interrupted, "I think we should" even though she did not want to talk about it, she knew she had too. She looked away from him but she knew his eyes were still on her.

"Michael, I've been up all night planning what I was going to say to you," she continued "and I'd appreciate it if you let me say it all before you interrupt"

"Okay" he said, guessing that he was not going to like what he was about to hear.

"Thankyou. Michael, when I fell pregnant with Phillippe I was indescribably happy, and I was glad when you were too. I had no idea we would be forced into marriage, but I didn't think it would be a problem. When you refused to marry me I started to think that you didn't love me and I tried to tell myself that I didn't love you, but I couldn't. Kenny was a good man and when he offered to be my consort I accepted because I knew he loved me. I will admit I never loved him, not romantically, and he knew that but it did not stop him from being a wonderful father to Phillippe and a good friend to me. When he passed away I felt very alone. I had already lost my Grandmere and my father and I had become queen of this country, but I want you to know that me feeling lonely has nothing to do with my answer. If I marry you it will be because I love you and the truth is, I do love you. I never stopped loving you and so my answer is yes, Michael, I will marry you" she managed to look at him as she reached the last few words of her speech and she noticed the tears that were forming in his eyes.

"Why are you crying?" she asked him.

"I'm not" he said, quickly rubbing his eyes, "I'm just, well, okay so I was almost crying but I have a good reason" he told her, placing his hand over hers, "the most wonderful woman in the world has just agreed to be my wife and I have never been so happy in my entire life" he smiled.

Mia let a small laugh escape from her body, before her own joyful tears appeared.

"I've got them!" Phillippe's voice boomed into the quiet room, as he entered waving a pile of photos. "What's going on?" he asked noticing he had interrupted some sort of 'moment'.

"Phillippe," Michael turned to his son, "your mother and I are going to get married" Mia turned around to face her son too. They both smiled as his face showed a happy kind of surprise and the pile of photos slipped from his hand, hit the floor and scattered.

A/N : End of chapter 9, chapter 10 due v. soon. Don't forget to review, please!