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~ Alexandra
"Louis! stir slowly otherwise the pudding won't settle." I scolded, Louis, the Prince of Cambridge, and my youngest child pouted.
"Yes mum," he replied, I chuckled a little at his reply. Taking a seat beside him, I grasp his hand gently and stirred,
"There we are. See? Not too fast just slowly enough for it to mix in." I released his hand and watched him. A feeling of pride came over me, suddenly my two other darlings, Goerge and Charlotte joined their brother.
"Mum, can we help too?" Charlotte, my second child, and my only daughter asked me. I was about to reply,
"Of course, you can help your brother," William, my husband replied as he came in. He pressed a kiss to my cheek, I smiled and met his warm lips with mine.
"Merry Christmas William," I whispered to him, William wrapped an arm around me.
"Merry Christmas Evelyn," he replied as he watched our children. As I knew during Christmas, one of the traditions of the royal family was to gather at the Queens private Sandringham Estate and celebrate the holidays, however, this year was different. Instead of being at the cozy estate William and myself along with our three children, Prince George, Princess Charlotte, and Prince Louis were here at our royal residence in Norfolk, England along with our mass army of staff including the nannies for the children and a footman.
"I think we should open our presents while the pudding is settling," I spoke and gestured to the white drawing-room. Not a moment too soon all three had vanished,
"Shall we?" William asked, I laughed as he led me to the white-drawing room.
"Father, may I go first?" Charlotte asked whilst holding a rather large present,
"Nuh-uh, youngest first!" Louis protested
"Oldest first!" George replied but I broke the conversation.
"Why don't you all open your gifts at the same time?"I suggested while handing Louis another present as I slowly sat down on the white velvet chair.
"Pippa, this is for you," William said as he gave me a royal-blue box tied with a white silk ribbon.
"Oh William," I replied and kissed his cheek, I slowly undid the robbin and laid it on the armrest. Slowly I opened the box, inside was a bracelet, small golden vines crawled up around the bracelet. I gasped quietly. In the middle was a ruby and a pearl, attached to one another.
Mine and William's birthstones embodied together. I rested a hand on my chest,
"I love it and I love you, William," my husband smiled and met my lips once again while brushing my cheek gently.
"I love you too, Evelyn."
"Mum, can we see? What did Santa bring you?" Louis asked excitedly, I smiled and tipped the box.
"It's so pretty, can I have one?" Charlotte asked, I chuckled along with William.
"Perhaps when your older," William replied. I smiled and turned to my husband,
"I too, have something for you." William turned to look at me,
"You didn't have to get me anything, you and our three children are enough-" I cut him off by taking his hand and gently setting it on my stomach.
"You're going to have four children to be proud of," I smiled through tears, William looked up at me, a shocked expression on his face, a second later. He pulled me into an embrace.
"I love you so much Evelyn, Duchess of Cambridge, and I can't wait to meet our fourth child." I kissed his cheek and leaned into him.
"I love you too, Prince William, Duke of Cambridge. Now and so long as I live."
AN: Merry Christmas my beautiful readers. I hope you enjoyed this present. I wanted to have some happiness and joy. It is Christmas after all! The next chapter is when everything slowly starts to go downhill AND unfortunately, we have only seven chapters left of Saving the Lost. But! It's not the end of the story. Keep a lookout for the second book in the series. It is Saving the Forgotten which will be released in 2022. To all of you. Thank you and happy holidays!
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