? ROYAL STRUGGLE FOR LOVE ?
? Who’s
My
Baby’s
Father ?
By: Racheal Dennis.
Episode 18?
? Elena’s POV ?
One week later…..
I sit in front of my dresser. Looking at the mirror I couldn’t recognize the girl looking back at me in the mirror. The girl in the mirror look so gorgeous with her glamorous make up on, she look so happy and carefree.
The door open and my aunt rushed in with Gabrielle following behind her.
“Oh. My. God! Elena, your wedding dress is so beautiful!” My aunt gushed, tracing my wedding dress with pure excitement.
I look at the dress in admiration. This wedding dress is hand picked by Harry himself, he personally supervised the designing of the dress.
Today is the day that we’ve all been waiting for, today is the day I’ll officially enter the royal court as Harry’s crown princess. Today is the day the whole world will know that I’m Harry’s wife, today I’ll have officially have the right to be Harry’s plus one everywhere.
Today is supposed to be my happiest day, but why am I not feeling happy? Why do I feel like something is going to happen? Why do I get this giddy feelings in me that our marriage will go through a lot of trials?
The imperial palace is full of secrets, killings, lies and betrayals. What if I get entangled in all of this after our marriage?. Ugh! God please help me.
“Elena!” Gabrielle snap her fingers across my face.
I blinked back to reality and turn to face her.
“Are you even here with us? Or you’re already fantasing about you and Harry’s night?” She said wagging her eyebrows at me.
I wish she was right.
“Anyways, it’s time to go” she said.
I nod. She and my aunt help me up.
My aunt is smiling, but I can see tears on the corner of her eyes. I furrow my brows and wipe the tears.
“Aunt, what’s wrong? Why are you crying?” I asked.
She shake her head still smiling.
“I’m not crying, Elena. I’m just too happy, I wish your parents were alive to see this, to see how beautiful their daughter look in a wedding dress” she said and burst into tears.
I feel my own eyes forming up tears, I blinked repeatedly to get rid of the tears. I don’t want to ruin my makeup and sit for another 30minutes to get it redone.
“Aunt, don’t cry. Mom and dad can see me from up there and I bet they are so happy and thankful to you for taking care of me all this years. You’ve done more than enough for me, I’m sure my parents appreciate it as much as I do” I told her.
She nod and wipe off her tears.
“You are right. I can proudly face them in the afterlife, and tell them that their daughter is doing well and living a good life” she said.
“Hmm, aunt let’s not talk about the afterlife yet. You still have a long way to go”
She smiled and pull my cheek softly.
“Now that you’re getting married, I still have one wish that I need you to grant”
“And what could that be?”
She pass me an overly sweet smile, then clear her throat.
“I want you to give me grandkids as soon as possible” she said.
“Aunt!!”
“What?! That’s not something you should waste time on, you should get on with it tonight” she told me.
My cheeks turned red hearing my aunt say that, I mean, it’s not as if we’re talking about the weather.
“Yeah, Elena. Aunt is right, I need a little nephew to play with ASAP” Gabrielle said.
My mouth remains hanging open. I glared at her and she smiles simply and sends me a wink.
“Let’s go to the wedding venue now” I said already getting tired of their teasing.
I rushed out before they’ll start another teasing session with me.
Waiting for us outside is a Lamborghini, a driver stands next to the door wide open, waiting for us to enter.
As we approach the car, the driver puts on a bright smile on his face.
“My lady, your ride awaits” he said.
“Thank you” I replied him with a smile.
He offered me his hand and help me enter the car. Gabrielle as my chief bridesmaid, enters after me. While my aunt sits in front of the car, as she’ll be the one to walk me down the isle.
The driver enters the car, start the ignition and drives off.
? Stephano’s POV ?
I sit in the congregation with a purely fake smile on my face. Dad wanted me to be Harry’s best man, but that snitch was smart enough and denied the idea. He chooses his bodyguard to be his best man instead.
But none the less, after this god-damned wedding I’ll settle my scores with Harry. I’ll just let him be for now, I’ll keep a low profile and he’ll think I have up on the crown, then I’ll attach him when he least expects it.
? Prince Harry’s POV ?
I stand in front of the altar, impatiently waiting for Elena to come in. And I’m nervous and scared as hell.
I’m scared not because I think something will happen to Elena, the driver I sent to pick her up is Sean, the secret bodyguard I assigned to protect her. So I’m well assured of her safety.
But I ordered my men to stay at alert.
I’m just scared that she might change her mind, she might regret agreeing to marry me. Cause honestly I’m not good enough for her, I don’t think I’m even up to her standard.
“Your highness, please keep yourself together, she’ll be here soon” Mark told me.
I turned to him, then he gestures towards my hands. I looked down at my hands, they’re shaking. I chuckled nervously, I have never been this scared before in my life. I’ve always been bold and confident in myself, this is a new feeling to me.
“How is my suit, Mark?. Am I good like this?” I asked.
He laughs.
” It’s too late to check that now” he replied.
I rolled my eyes and scorned at him.
“Your highness, you’re still shaking” he said.
“Mark, shut up!” I told him.
He smirked and shake his head.
Just then I see, the flowers girls March in, followed by Gabrielle. Then the big doors to the chapel open, and I see Elena walk-in with her aunt holding her hand.
When I see Elena in her white wedding gown, my breath hitched. My eyes grow wide and my eyeballs darts.
I can’t believe this is Elena I see everyday, she look so beautiful in white. If not taking a closer look, one would mistake her to be an angel, descending from heaven.
Well, she’s my angel.
An unconscious smile crept into my face. Even though she look beautiful in this dress, I know she’ll be more beautiful without the dress on.
? Elena’s POV ?
Immediately I step out of the car, Gabrielle hands me the Myrtle. According to the queen, Myrtle is the herb of love, fertility and innocence and every British crown princess must carry it on their wedding day, to show their care and motherly nature.
The bridesmaids entered the chapel first, followed by Gabrielle. Then my aunt and I entered, everyone stands up and begin to look at me in awe.
I feel my cheeks warm up from all the attention that I’m having right now. I look at the congregation, the royal family members sits on the right side of the chapel and other guests sits on the left side.
In the royal family, most of the men are dressed in military clothes.
I feel their stares getting too much, that I almost missed my step. My aunt holds me tight, and give me a reassuring smile.
“Don’t mind their stares, you look beautiful” she whispered to me.
I nod.
“Thanks aunt” I whispered back.
Then I look ahead, and my heart skip. Harry stands by the altar with a killer smile, a smile that any girl would die for.
We arrive at the altar and my hand to Harry.
“Even though you are a Prince, if you dare bully my little girl, I swear I’ll hunt you down!” My aunt said trying to look intimidating.
Harry feign being scared.
“I swear on my life, I won’t” he said.
Aunt laughed and step aside. Harry pulled me close and wanted to peck my forehead, but Mark pulled him back.
“Not yet, your highness” he said.
Harry groan and stomped his feet, I bite my tongue to stop myself from laughing.
?Prince Harry’s POV ?
I feel like punching Mark so bad, I glared at him for stopping, but the fool just laughed.
“Let’s begin” the priest said.
Elena moved her gaze from me and gave her attention to the priest.
“Dearly beloved we are gathered here today to bear witness of the coming together of Prince Harry .M. Marcella and Lady Elena Robert, to become one in holy matrimony as in accordance with God’s word. As it is said, Aman shall leave his family and shall become one with his wife, he shall….. ” I tuned off the priest and lost myself in Elena.
She has a perfect smile on, and she kept bashing her eyelashes. I know she’s isn’t doing it intentionally, but seeing her bashing her eyelashes and biting her lips like that, is doing something to me.
I wish we are in our bedroom now, I would have rip off her clothes and have my way with her. I close my eyes and imagine her standing in front of me, naked. With her swallowed breasts calling me to put my mouth on them.
“Harry!” I hear Mark’s voice wisphered in my ears.
I looked at him shocked.
“This is the first time you call me by my name, bro” I said. Forgetting I’m in front of the altar.
“Bring your voice down, and look, how come did you get a b©ner?” He said pointing to my dk.
I looked down and see the tent the thing has formed, I quickly adjust my position to hide it.
“Prince Harry, please say your vows now” the priest said.
I nod, then cleared my throat. I turned to Elena and take her delicate hands into mine.
I looked at her eyes, and I almost forget my vows.
“Elena Robert!” I paused and look at her, she smiles and encourage me to continue. “I really don’t have much to say, cause if I’m to put my feelings into words I don’t think we’ll ever leave this place. All I have to say is thank you. Thank you for being the woman made for me, thank you for coming into my life when you did. Before I met you, I was lonely, I vowed never to love any woman. But when I saw you, it’s like I saw my other half, you complete me the moment I saw you. Elena Robert, I vowed today that I’ll love you for all my lifetime. You’ll be the one to rule the world side by side with me, you’ll be the only one I’ll bow to. I love you Elena, and I’ll never stop loving you”
Elena smiled shyly. The priest gestures for her to say her vow.
She look around the congregation and I see her eyes grows wide. I guess she didn’t expect this many people, I turned her face back to me.
“Baby, don’t look at them. Listen, it’s just me and you here. This is our own space, you can tell me anything here” I encourage her.
She nod. She closed her eyes for some seconds and take in deep breaths. Then she opened her eyes.
“Harry .M. Marcella. I’m not good with words, so I’m gonna ask you just one question. Do you promise to never leave me, no matter how bad our situation is?” She asked. I give her a small nod and mouths “yes” to her, then she continued. “Then I promise you that I’ll love you and stand by you, I’ll support you with everything I’ve got. I pray our love never fade away” she said.
” Yeah, and we’ll have twenty kids” I added.
The congregation and even the priest burst into laughter. Elena glared at me through her veil, if looks could kill I’d be 6ft already. I winked at her and she smiled.
“Now it’s time to exchange the royal heirlooms” the priest announced.
We the royals don’t exchange rings, it’s heirlooms. A little boy walks in with a tray, where the heirlooms lies. He offers the small heirlooms (it’s a small ring, but only royals wear it) to me, I take the female heirloom and slip it on Elena’s finger. Elena also does the same thing with mine.
“Now I pronounce you, Man and wife. You may now kss the bri….”
I didn’t let the priest finish. I quickly pulled Elena in and smashed my lips on hers. Tonight I’ll finally make her mine completely.
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