'Now that the dance with Prince Jacques is done, I need to find Nicolas. I would like to talk with him more, get to know him better.' thought Mia. She spotted him over by the viscount, Mavery, she thought was his name. 'Where is Asana? I want her to go to him with me… ah there she is!' "Asana! Come here!"
"Yes, Mia? Why do I need to be over here with you?"
"Do you know anything about Nicolas there? Also, why is he talking with Viscount Mavery?"
"The Viscount is his uncle. Nicolas is Lord Devereux. He is next in line for the crown, after you, of course."
"Ah, so now I know why he wouldn't give his last name when we were dancing." She had to give him credit, though. He was a good dancer and very sweet.
(The next day)
They were sitting in the room with the projector, looking at possible husbands for Mia. So far they had only found one, Andrew Jacoby of Kenilworth. Suddenly, a picture and a name came up onto the screen: Lord Nicolas Devereux. Both the Queen and Mia just stared at the slide. "Charlotte, please put him on the list. He may be next in line, but a marriage of both of them would give him power as well as Mia getting the crown."
"Yes, your majesty."
(2 weeks later)
Mia had chosen Nicolas over Andrew in the end. She and Nicolas were sitting under a pear tree on the castle grounds, talking. Suddenly Nicolas got down on one knee.
"Will you marry me, Mia?"
"Yes!" I replied. Who wouldn't?
(Another week later)
Mia had just married Nicolas. All was good. In another week, she would be crowned Queen. She was confused as to whether that would still make Nicolas King or if he was happy enough as her husband. Well she would deal with that later.
(3 months later)
"Nicolas! Can I talk to you? I have something I need to tell you."
"What is it Mia?"
"I'm pregnant."
"That's great!"
(9 months later)
Nicolas Rupert Devereux had just been born a week ago to proud parents. They officially had a heir to the thrown and were done with their duty in that regard. Any others that they had were just more to love.