The Story of A Queen
Chapter 2: A Royal Wedding
Disclaimer: I do not own Princess Diaries.
The Genovian parliament had called their annual meeting and were beginning the session in the royal courtroom. Queen Mia was seated next to the residing judge while her grandmother sat next her, advising her on what she should say.
"I call to order the annual meeting of the Genovian parliament," the judge said.
"Thank you judge," Mia replied, "Now, what matter of business needs to be addressed first?"
One of the honoraries began, "I would like to address the law overruling of last year that came in to affect when Queen Clarisse was residing over the parliament."
"And what matter would that be?" Mia asked. "Oh dear," Clarisse said under her breath.
"Well, the law that was passed allowing you to be queen without marrying," the honorary said.
Mia looked at her grandmother nervously and then replied, "Go on."
"At that time, it was ruled that a princess may become queen before she marries if she very well pleases, but in my opinion we must resolve a law in order to ensure that the queen will have the chance to produce an heir of royal blood. The future of our kingdom is at stake," the honorary said. Some began nodding their head in agreement while others began discussing.
"Order," the judge said, "What is your opinion on this matter Queen Amelia?"
Mia was a little overwhelmed by the suggestion and was trying to contain herself, "It was agreed upon that the princess was not required to get married to become queen and that she could marry whoever she chose to marry. Although this new law would not have any affect on me, since I am going to be married in a few days, it will have an affect on the future princesses in line for the throne. It would be entirely unethical for me to pass a law like this when I, not more than a year ago, stood up for the exact opposite of what this law would stand for. I could not allow that to happen in this courtroom, or this country, for that matter." Many of the honoraries agreed by shaking their heads.
"Very good, Mia," her grandmother whispered, "Now let's see how the vote turns out."
"We will now vote on whether this law should be passed or not," the judge said, "All in favor?" Very few I's were heard. "All opposed?" "No!" the entire room said loudly.
"Motion, not carried. This meeting is adjourned."
"Wonderful job Mia. Very good statement. It was harsh but in a soft tone which worked extremely well with parliament. They must really adore you, for they are usually much more critical of the queen than that," Clarisse said to her.
"Thanks grandma," Mia replied, "You know, I really can't believe that they would try to get me to pass a law like that."
"Some of these honoraries are still stuck in the 1800s and do not believe in moving into the future," Clarisse replied.
"I'm just glad that we changed the honoraries in parliament last year," Mia replied.
"So am I," Clarisse replied.
The next few days were hectic in the castle as everyone was busy preparing for the wedding, but soon enough the day had arrived. Mia woke up on the morning of her wedding and realized what day it was. "I'm getting married today," she said as she stretched. Her grandmother walked into the room.
"Mia, if you don't hurry you are going to be late," Clarisse said to her granddaughter.
"If I remember correctly, a queen is never late, everyone else is just early," Mia replied slightly mocking her grandmother.
"You learn well Mia," she said with a laugh.
"I learned from the best," she said as she got out of bed.
"I couldn't agree more," Clarisse replied, "the hairdresser is on her way here and your dress is at the church."
"What happened to Paolo?" Mia asked.
"He just wasn't working out," Clarisse replied.
"Thank you for everything grandma," Mia said as she gave her a kiss on the cheek.
"Your welcome, sweetheart," Clarisse said as tears began to well up in her eyes, "Now, hurry up and get ready. You have a wedding to go to."
"See you there," Mia said happily as she watched her grandmother walk out of the room. The hairdresser did Mia's hair and she arrived at the church. Mia went back to the room where her dress was hanging. Her grandmother and mother were waiting for her.
"Mom," Mia screamed as she hugged her mother, "It's great to see you."
"Mia, I am so proud of you," her mother said with tears in her eyes.
"You have much to be proud of," Clarisse said, "Mia has done a fantastic job as queen so far."
"Both of you need to stop. I don't want runny mascara before my wedding," Mia said with a smile.
"Your right, I better get out there," her mother said, leaving Mia and her grandmother.
"Grandma, I don't know if I am ready for this," Mia said nervously.
"Mia, you will make a wonderful wife and one day a wonderful mother to the next heir to the throne," Clarisse replied.
"I hadn't even thought that far ahead yet. All of this is happening so fast. I can't do this," Mia said nervously as she sat down on the chair behind her.
"Mia, I want you to take a deep breath and hold your head high. You cannot back out of this and lose a wonderful man because you have a little cold feet," Clarisse assured her.
"Your right. I want to marry Nicholas. I love him. I guess I just don't want this to be like my last wedding," Mia replied as she started to put on her dress.
"Mia, I know that this is a very large commitment and it will be brand new territory for you, but you must understand that this is not meant to be a burden to you. Nicholas, will be your best friend when you need him to be, and he knows so much about Genovia and the people within. Mia, you are lucky that you were able to marry someone that you love. No other queen in Genovian history has been able to do what you are about to do," Clarisse said comfortingly.
"Your right Grandma," Mia said, "I am ready for this." At that moment Lily walked in the room. They both screamed at the sight of each other.
"You're getting married...for real this time," Lily said excitedly.
"That's just what we were discussing," her grandmother said, "I'll leave you two alone for awhile and Jo is waiting to walk you down the aisle."
"Thanks grandma," Mia said.
"So, Queen Amelia, what did she mean by, 'we were just discussing that'," Lily said in a fake English accent.
"Just a little cold feet but I'm fine now," Mia said as she looked in the mirror.
"Mia, I know when you get anxious you tend to run, so if you start feeling like you need to do that during the wedding just look over at me," Lily said.
"Lily, I love Nicholas, I am not going to run," Mia said.
"Well, just in case you do, you know where I'll be," Lily said.
"Right next to me. You are my maid of honor after all," Mia said playfully.
"This is true, I was just testing you," Lily said with a laugh.
"Alright, well you better get out there and get the crowd ready for me," Mia said with a laugh.
"Ok, I'll see you out there," Lily said as she gave her a hug and left the room.
Jo walked in, "Are you ready Queen Mia?"
"As ready as ever," she replied as she linked her arm in his.
"Now, please do not run this time. I don't feel like chasing you all over creation again," Jo said playfully.
"You better watch it. I know where you live," Mia said right before the doors to the sanctuary opened up. The sanctuary was gorgeous. It was the same church that her supposed wedding was at the year before and it looked even more beautiful that day. She looked in front of her and saw Nicholas standing at the end of the aisle, getting closer as the seconds passed.. Mia started to feel a little anxious but just looked over at Lily who mouthed the words 'everything is fine' to her. Mia finally arrived at the end of the aisle.
"Who's gives this woman to this man?" the priest asked.
Clarisse, Jo and her mother all said in unison, "We do." There was laughter in the sanctuary.
"You look beautiful," Nicholas whispered as he took her hand to stand face to face with him.
"You don't look half bad yourself," Mia whispered back.
The ceremony began and Mia was doing her best to keep from crying.
"Duke Nicholas , Do you take Queen Amelia to be your lawfully wedded wife?"
"I do," Nicholas replied.
"And Queen Amelia, do you take Duke Nicholas to be your lawfully wedded husband?"
"By the power vested in me I now pronounce you, Queen Amelia Minonet Thermopolis Renaldi and Duke Nicholas Francesco Devereaux, husband and wife," the priest said happily, "you may now kiss the bride."
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