A/N: The part about Charlotte is based off of a true story. And, I promise, there is a happy ending.
5 monthes later:
Lexi had married Darian the day after the ball. She had no chance to run off with Ace, as she was told he died the next morning. She wore widows morning everyday after the wedding.
She sat at the breakfast table one morning across from Darien. A servant approched him and whispered something into his ear.
"Yes, send her in," Darien said.
"Are we having visitors?" Lexi asked.
A maid walked in holding the hand of tan bunny anthro who couldn't have been older than three.
"Alexandria, this is Charlotte," Damien said casually. "She'll be staying with us for a while."
"Why?" Lexi asked unsurly.
"Because her mother is dead," Darien said bluntly. He then motioned for the maid to leave with Charlotte.
"We have a palace full of vacant rooms," Darien explained. "She shouldn't bother you, in fact, she could prove useful. It'll give you a chance to practice your mothering skills."
Lexi put a protective hand over her five month pregnant stomach.
Lexi accepted the fact that there was no chance Charlotte would leave. She walked into the room where Charlotte would be sleeping, and sat on the bed.
"Hello, Charlotte," Lexi said.
Charlotte said nothing. She pulled the covers up higher and held her doll close.
"What's your dolls name?" Lexi asked.
No answer.
"Well, she has to have a name," Lexi explained. "All dolls must."
Still, Charlotte said nothing.
"Why don't we make a deal?" Lexi said. "Tonight, you name your doll. And you can name her any name you want. In the morning, you'll tell me."
Lexi got off the bed and began to leave.
"Alice."
Lexi turned around and nodded.
"Goodnight then, Alice. And goodnight, Charlotte."