This is set right after the second movie ended. What happened between Mia and Nicholas? And how are Clarisse and Joe doing? Here's where you'll find out!
Queen Amelia sank onto her bed after a long day of work. She had been to visit the children in the winter castle the day before and today she had spent the entire afternoon talking with the people and fulfilling their requests. A knock at her door made her groan. "Who is it?"
Instead of an answer, the door slowly opened. "Brigitta? Brigitte? Is that you?"
She sat up, only to look into two of the most beautiful eyes she had ever seen. "Nicholas! Oh, I'm so glad it is you!"
Nicholas smiled. "Well, I am glad to hear that. It looks like you have had quite a week, my Mia."
"Yes, I have. But, it has been even longer because I haven't been able to see you"
Nicholas smiled and kissed her softly. "Well, I have had quite a week as well...trying to stay away from my Uncle for one thing."
"Oh, I'm sorry. Is he still mad because you didn't take the throne?"
"Of course. But, I don't care. All I want to think about is you walking down that aisle in two days."
Mia smiled. "Me too. Oh no, look at the time! I'm supposed to meet with Grandma! I'm late!"
"Ah Mia, the Queen is never late. Everyone else is just early."
Mia smiled and kissed him again. "Yes, but the Queen Grandmother will still say her grandaughter is late! I have to run! Talk to you later!"
Nicholas stood. "Hey, wait!"
She turned before sliding out the door. "What?"
"I love you."
She smiled. "I love you too!"She turned to run out the door and only ran into the wall. She laughed at herself and made her way out the door, leaving a smiling Nicholas behind. She ran down the steps and knocked on her Grandmother's suite. The maid opened the door and curtsied. "Her highness has been waiting for you, Your Majesty."
"Thanks. And wait, what did I say about the curtsying?"
Olivia looked down and grinned. "I apologize, Your Majesty." She moved to the side and allowed Mia to enter the suite. Though her Grandmother was no longer the ruling Queen of Genovia, she was still considered royalty. And royalty she was. Her Grandmother loved the people of Genovia and Mia was still learning how to rule from her.
"Grandma?" She walked further into the suite and found her grandmother laying down on the couch.
"You're late."
"I know, I'm really sorry! I just got back..."
Clarisse sat up and held up her hand. "It is alright. Please, sit down." Mia took a seat next to her Grandmother on the couch.
"Where's Joe?"
"He had some errands to run."
"You mean he's not watching you like a hawk?"
"Ever since your coronation, I have tried to get the Head of Security position out of his mind. Tonight, it finally worked. So, we have some time to ourselves. I would like to congratulate you my dear. The people of Genovia love you." Mia smiled. Having her Grandmother proud of her was not a usual thing and she treasured the smile she was receiving.
"Thank you, Grandma. That means a lot."
"What means a lot is that my grandaughter is getting married in two days time."
"I'm so excited! More so than the last time. Though, you and Joe's wedding was quite lovely!" Clarisse laughed as Mia dove into the details of what would be happening for the wedding. Clarisse sat back as Mia relayed what the dress was like and how beautiful everything was going to be. She was so tired and did not want to send Mia away, but she did not know how much longer she was going to be able to keep her eyes open. She could tell her grandaughter was tired too. Mia yawned and sighed.
"Who knew running a country would be so much work."
Clarisse reached over and cupped Mia's cheek with her hand. "You are doing a marvelous job."
Mia put her hand over Clarisse's. "Thanks Grandma." She took a chance and laid her head in her Grandmother's lap. Clarisse smiled and stroked her granddaughter's hair.
"You will have a wonderful life with Nicholas."
Mia looked up at her. "You think so?"
"I know so." She kissed Mia's forehead and then Mia turned her head back to the side, to allow Clarisse to continue to play with her hair. Mia was soon asleep and Clarisse grabbed an afgan off the back of the couch and covered her up. She, too, was about to fall asleep when she felt two hands on her shoulders and a kiss on the top of her head.
"It seems that the Queen has fallen asleep on your lap."
Clarisse smiled and reached for Joe's hand. "I don't want to wake her. You can go to sleep if you wish."
"Clarisse..." He cupped her cheek with his hand. "You need to sleep as well. You are worn out."
"I'll be fine."
"Well, I'll be taking a shower if you need me."
"Alright." He leaned in and kissed her softly. She shivered as he pulled away. She still could not get over the fact that she was in love. Joe was everything she had ever wanted and now she was married to him. Her dreams had come true and there wasn't anything that could take away her happiness. His hand lingered on her face before he walked into the bathroom. Mia stirred and curled up closer to her Grandmother. Clarisse put her arm around Mia and decided that this was where she was going to be all night so she might as well make herself comfortable. She kissed the top of Mia's head and whispered.
"I love you, Amelia." And with that, both Queens were asleep.
Mia woke the next morning and found herself in her Grandmother's arms. She smiled and kissed her Grandmother's cheek before quietly getting up. She saw a figure crossing towards her and recognized him immediately. "Morning Joe."
"Your Majesty." He bowed slightly before she smacked him playfully on the arm and hugged him.
"Never call me that again."
"Yes Mia. You know, your Grandmother is very proud of you."
"I know. And I'm proud of her." She explained herself after seeing the look of confusion on his face. "You see, Grandma always thought of everyone but herself. If I hadn't pushed her, you two would still be "just friends." I'm glad she listened and thought of herself for once."
"Yes, I'm glad you pushed as well. However, I fear that she is still not thinking of herself. She has been too tired over the last few weeks. I believe she is wearing herself out."
"Well, she is probably worried about the wedding tomorrow. She has been helping me a lot with the preparations."
Joe sighed worridly and nodded. "I guess you are right."
"I'm sure she's fine. Look, I'm going to get a few more hours of shut eye. There's a lot to do today. See you later, Joe." She kissed him on the cheek and quickly left the chambers, bounding up the stairs to her own suite. Joe smiled as she left and then turned and looked at his sleeping wife. His wife. He liked that thought. He walked over and sat down next to her. He stroked her cheek and sighed. Nothing, not even Mia's assurances, could set his mind at ease. Gently, he pulled her closer and she curled up against him. He sat back with his arms around her, worried for her safety, just as he always had been.