Alessandra Bradford was single, young and beautiful, she comes from a middle-class family and works at their family cafe.
Things change for the young lady as she meets someone from a different world from hers, can she survive the harsh royal life es...
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"It looks remarkable," Alessandra proclaimed appreciating her portrait, "You did an outstanding job," she glowed at the painter, "It's so detailed, why this picture?"
"This is the first portrait of the Princess of Wales, I knew that it had to obtain that kind of response from people," Susan explained causing Alessandra and James to nod their heads, Alessandra still in awe of the portrait.
"Well I love it and if people don't think the same then that's their fault," she explained causing James to nod his head, he loved the way the portrait captured her beauty and he hoped that when people saw the portrait they would catch a glimpse of Alessandra's beauty and not just her outer beauty but also her inner as the portrait captured that beauty too, how he didn't know but all he knew was that his wife would capture the attention of many.
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"Would you please play for me?" Alessandra asked as James' fingers hovered over the Piano, keys.
"Not tonight sweetheart," James murmured walking to their bedroom.
"Not even for the twins?" Alessandra begged caressing her small barely there 7 weeks, bump.
"They're beginning to show," he muttered, putting his hand on hers.
"You are definitely imagining things," Alessandra said with a chuckle, "I'm not showing I believe I'll begin to show around ten weeks,"
"So when do we release the announcement?"
"I guess when I can't hide it anymore," she responded causing James to sigh out, he wanted to release the announcement as soon as possible, but he knew they had to wait and to him, it seemed like it was going to be a long wait.
"Does your Granny know about these?" She questioned tracing over his tattoos.
"Do you think she knows?" He said with a smirk.
"No," Alessandra answered laughing, "No she probably doesn't, I don't like them," she said frowning at his chest.
"You didn't say that the first time you saw them,"
"Well at that time I was blinded by your handsome face but after figuring how annoying you really are I dislike them," she said causing him to chuckle.
"What about the nursery?" James asked after a moment of silence.
Alessandra looked at him with a frown, "What about it?"
James shrugged his shoulders sitting up pulling her up with him, "I don't know I was thinking I'd like to help decorate it,"
"Oh I don't mind," she said nonchalantly, "I know you have an eye for interior designing, but what if it's a girl and boy,"
"I was thinking neutral colours and when they are old enough for their rooms we design it their way," he suggested, "And you know we should renovate Wimpole Hall soon, I was thinking we go the weekend after Remembrance Sunday and look at it,"
