After the recent death of her mother, Princess Alessandra is requested back to court to be with her father. She has spent years apart from him so she is less than thrilled to be reunited. What she doesn't know though is that he has an ulterior moti...
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Things haven been quite uneventful at court for the past week and a half.
Sampson and Alessandra have both been actively participating in meetings to help prepare themselves for when they are to wed and eventually become King and Queen of Versailles.
The pair has also been living life comfortably in their honeymoon phase.
Things were definitely looking up.
Today Sampson and Alessandra had a long awaited day off from their duties so Sampson had decided to take them to a beach one town over.
The pair now lay on the sand enjoying each other's company.
"Okay, okay. I get it." Alessandra laughs as Sampson does an impression of her from earlier this morning when she got annoyed by something he did.
"You tease me now but you'll be begging for me later." she sings with a smirk on her face.
"When have I ever begged for you?" Sampson scuffs.
"Oh, please was this not you last night. 'Alessandra, Alessandra please stay with me just a little longer?'" it was now the blonde's turn to mock the prince.
"Pshh, whatever." he says waving his hand in the air.
The two laugh again.
Their laughter dies down as they stare into each other's eyes.
Sampson starts to lean into Alessandra so she does the same but at the last minute she pulls away letting out another laugh.
"I got you!" she beams.
"Come here!" he yells in fake anger as Alessandra takes off running towards the water.
"Aly! You'll get your dress wet!" he exclaims.
"And?" she yells back as she continues to run while laughing.
Sampson eventually catches up to her and picks her up from behind.
"This is quite a nice view." he smirks looking at her ass.
"You better be talking about the ocean." she says through clenched teeth.
"Definitely not talking about the ocean." Sampson chuckles.
Alessandra decides that two can play at this game so she goes, "Well, Sampson your ass... it's flat."
He laughs and then questions, "Was that supposed to offend me?"
"I..you know what screw you." she sighs, moving her hands around in crazy circles.
