This idea came from Bernice and for some odd reason, it was hard to write.
Photo #19: Winter Wonderland
Christmas was always a fun time at the palace. The whole castle would be decorated from top to bottom with sparkling decor that would scream the holidays. There was even a ten-foot-tall Christmas tree at the bottom of the staircase. Then it would end with a celebratory ball where royals from overseas would fly in to celebrate the holiday.
Illéa's royal families always threw the best parties.
Eadlyn swipes the dust off the next photo on the wall - guessing it must be old from a long period of time. It shows her parents in a slow dance. Her mother's head is down, with a small smile as she looks at her tiny baby bump. Her father is looking down at her mother, who shines with a pregnancy glow.
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From across the crowded ballroom, Maxon puts his empty wine glass down on a waiter's tray. He sidesteps past other guests, excusing himself along the way. He stops when he approaches his wife.
America beams at him. Her red curls sit calmly on her bare shoulders making her blue eyes pop. Her dress was sleeveless, with a solid white top. The skirt of the dress went down to the floor. It was made with a lace pattern and a little sparkle, resembling fresh snow being hit by sunlight.
She was about four months pregnant, so the little baby bump was just starting to peek out.
"Are you tired, my dear?" Maxon asks her.
"Not yet, why?" America replies.
"Would you care to dance with me again?"
Maxon holds his hand out to her. America smiles as she graciously accepts. He leads her through the ballroom, onto the dance floor, where they take each other into their arms where they begin to sway from side to side like a waltz. They dance slower than usual since the little baby bump is also joining them.
"Will you ever get tired of dancing with me?" Maxon asks her softly.
"Never," America replies without even the slightest hesitation. "I'll be dancing with you even when my hair is as white as snow."
Maxon kisses the top of her head. America looks down at her small baby bump and Maxon looks down at her.
Off to the side, Marlee walks around with Maxon's camera in her hands. When she sees the royal couple, she gasps in adoration and quickly snaps a photo. If there was one thing she loves, it's Maxon and America as a couple. Marlee looks back at the photo and smiles proudly at herself for her beautiful photography.
"A beautiful sight..." Marlee sings to herself about them. "They're happy tonight...dancing in a winter wonderland..."
Beside her, Carter grins. He puts an arm around his joyful wife and sings along to her Christmas song, even if it has the wrong lyrics.
If I had a Maxon Schreave, I would love a Marlee Tames as well.
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