Babel Novel
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CHAPTER FIFTY – THREE
Alice’s POV
“Your majesty, I am here to formally apologize for any offense I may have caused in the past,” I said as I curtsied to the king.
The king smiled warmly at me, “My dear, there is no need to apologize. I am just glad that you and my son have found each other again.”
“Thank you, Your majesty,” I replied gratefully.
“And I must apologize for my behavior towards you,” the king added. “I had no idea that you were the lost princess of the Kingdom of Ull.”
“It’s alright, Your Majesty,” I said with a small smile.
“And as a token of our appreciation for your bravery, we have decided to commission a statue in honor of your late parents, King and Queen of Ull,” the king said with a nod.
I felt a tear slip down my cheek at the mention of my parents. I had often wondered if they were still alive and if they would ever be honored in such a way.
As I was wiping my tears away, I saw the Queen approach me with a sad smile. The Queen handed me a handkerchief and said, “Here, my dear. Let me help you.”Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.
I took the handkerchief and thanked the Queen, feeling grateful for her kindness. I remembered the conversation I had with Meredith about the truth of my parents’ death and felt a pang in my heart. But I pushed the thought aside and smiled at the Queen, I missed her so much but if only I had been patient then maybe she would not be dead.
I turned to the king determined in my heart to ask for something never done before.
“Might I also ask Your Majesty to please erect a statue of Meredith next to my parents?” I asked politely and humbly.
The King and Queen were surprised but Edward gave me a sad smile knowing what I must have thought of. The King agreed to my demand and I gave a deep curtsy which startled the Royals because I was also a Queen, but I did it because I was grateful.
As I entered the great hall, I caught sight of Andrew standing by the far wall, looking out the window.
My heart swelled with gratitude for everything he had done for me, from taking care of Edward to joining me in the final battle against my uncle for the throne. I walked over to him and stopped a few feet away, feeling a little nervous despite our close relationship.
“Andrew,” I said, my voice filled with emotion. “I just wanted to formally thank you for everything you’ve done for me. I couldn’t have done it without you.”
He turned to face me and smiled, the warmth in his eyes telling me he was truly happy to see me. “You don’t have to thank me, Your Majesty,” he replied. “It was my honor to serve you and help in any way I could.”
I stepped closer and took his hand, squeezing it lightly. “You’re more than just a brother in law to me, Andrew. You’re a true friend, and I will always be grateful for your loyalty and support.”
Andrew’s eyes glimmered with pride and he squeezed my hand back. “The honor is mine, Your Majesty. I will always be here for you, no matter what.”
I smiled at him, feeling a sense of peace knowing that I had such a good friend in Andrew. No matter what challenges lay ahead, I knew I could count on him to be by my side.
The fact that I was back to the palace I was a maid at was surreal to me, so I walked around the place again. I walked around. The place I had worked, cleaned, ran at. I laughed as I recall the memory of how Edward treated me when I first came to the castle.
If I had known he was in love with me then would I have accepted? Or would I have run away because I knew that I would not have believed him at all.
I remembered when he had called me out that night and brought me to the Queen’s rose garden, I laughed at myself with how scared I was when I thought of how the Queen would react if she caught me.
This time I was able to enter the Queen’s rose garden. With all the permission I needed, I smiled at myself because if the small pride I had felt
The Queen’s Rose Garden is a magnificent display of nature’s beauty and the royal gardeners’ expertise. It is a place of serenity and peace, where visitors can escape the bustling world and lose themselves in the sweet fragrance of roses. Spread out before me is a sea of vibrant, colorful blooms, each one more beautiful than the last. Rows upon rows of perfectly tended roses are arranged with an artist’s eye for color and balance, creating a breathtaking tapestry of hues.
One can’t help but be mesmerized by the brilliant reds, the soft pinks, the sunny yellows, the rich purples and the elegant whites, all blending together in a symphony of color. The roses have been chosen for their beauty, fragrance, and hardiness, and each bush has been carefully tended to, making sure that each petal is perfect. The sun dances through the leaves, casting a warm glow over the garden, and the delicate petals catch the breeze, creating a soft rustling sound that is music to the ears.
As you walk through the garden, I can’t help but feel a sense of wonder at the sheer number of roses on display. It is easy to spend hours in this peaceful haven, admiring each blossom and breathing in their heady fragrance. Whether anyone is seeking a quiet moment of contemplation or simply a place to enjoy the beauty of nature, the Queen’s Rose Garden is the perfect place to be. Whether they are a seasoned gardener or simply appreciate the beauty of flowers, they will leave the Queen’s Rose Garden with a sense of awe and a heart full of happiness.
After a few weeks of preparation, it finally was my wedding day.
I felt like a vision of beauty and grace on my wedding day. My stunning white gown hugged my curves, showing off my delicate neckline, and my natural red curls were styled into a sophisticated up-do that was accented with delicate flowers and a sparkling tiara. The fiery color of my hair contrasted beautifully with the stark white of my gown, a testament to my bold and adventurous spirit.
My makeup was expertly done, with a soft pink lip and a subtle hint of blush that brought out the rosiness in my cheeks. My eyes were lined with dark black kohl that emphasized their green color, making me feel like a mythical creature come to life. I was in awe of my own beauty, and so was everyone who saw me.
As I walked down the aisle, guests surrounded me, some who had known me for years and some who were fans of the brave and fearless Queen I had become. Regardless of their reasons, they were all there to witness the start of a new chapter in my life.
Despite the joy and excitement surrounding me, I couldn’t help but feel a pang of sadness in my heart. I missed my parents dearly and wished they could be there to see me on my wedding day. I knew they were watching over me and that they would be proud of the woman I had become, but it was a difficult thing to accept that they weren’t there with me.
Still, I tried to focus on the present moment and on the love that was about to be celebrated. I looked up at my soon-to-be husband, Edward, who was waiting for me at the end of the aisle with a look of adoration in his eyes. I felt a flutter of excitement in my chest and knew that I was making the right choice. I smiled at Edward and continued down the aisle, ready to start my new life with the man I loved.
The vows were said and Edward leaned in to kiss me, officially making us husband and wife. I felt overwhelmed with emotion as I finally married the man I loved.
As we walked back to our seats, I was approached by Crown Prince Andrew who offered his congratulations. “Thank you, Prince Andrew,” I said, smiling.
Next, Ambrosia and her wife came to offer their well wishes. I was surprised to see that they had gotten married while I was in the Kingdom of Ull. “Congratulations to you both as well,” I said, happily.
Stuart, had become a famous musician just like he wanted and my once best friend was the one who was to perform at my wedding, then approached me.
“How are you Alice.” He said, I smiled at him happy that he was able to realize his dream.
“It’s good to see you again Stuart” I smiled at him, I saw that he had a pained expression. He offered his congratulations and said something along the lines of “I knew it.” I couldn’t help but smile at his words.
Edward then asked me, “May I have this dance, my queen?”
“Yes, you may, my king,” I replied, taking his hand and joining him on the dance floor. We danced together, surrounded by our loved ones, and I couldn’t have felt happier.