The King's True Queen (Completed)

Epilogue. 1819

Sunlight sparkled through the large glass windows of the nursery, cascading across the five little occupants running around the room. It was a glorious day in August, and the princes and princesses didn't have any lessons to worry about. All they had to worry about was make sure that their clothes didn't get dirty when they finally had the opportunity to go outside and play, their nanny right on their heels.

Charles was the oldest of the group, at the age of eight years old. He was fun loving and energetic, a very protective older brother to his younger siblings. He loved learning new things, and was interested in several subjects. Geography and astrology were his favorites. He was a spitting image of Alexander, with dark brown curls and blue eyes.

Six-year-old twins James and William also had lots of energy like they're older brother. They enjoyed rolling around on the grass and laughing with their siblings. They had their father's appearance as well, matching their brother perfect. Their favorite subjects to learn were quite different from their brother. They enjoyed geography and mathematics.

Then there was Alexander and Serafina's first daughter, four-year-old Eliza. She was just as beautiful as her mother, with blonde curls and vibrant blue green eyes. She enjoyed playing with her brothers, and loved learning just as much as they did. However, she preferred music and art, as well as languages. She adored drawing as well. She was very sweet and sensitive.

Finally, there was the youngest Windsor child, two-year-old Olivia. She wasn't quite old enough to learn any of the subjects her older brothers and sister had been learning, but she did enjoy learning her numbers and letters. Like Eliza, she was a spitting image of her mother. She loved making people laugh when they were sad, and snuggling up with her mother and older sister.

Watching her five children running around the courtyard of the castle, Serafina felt her heart overflow with love. She was so fortunate to have the life that she did. She was married to Alexander, ruling England as queen consort for the last eight years. She had a beautiful family and a loving husband. There was nothing better she could ask for.

Alexander felt the same way as he came up behind his wife, sliding his arms around her waist and kissing her cheek. He was a proud king, and an even prouder husband and father. He adored Serafina and their children to death, wanting them to stay as little as possible, for as long as he could have them. He felt blessed to have the life that was before him.

Serafina turned her head, smiling softly before kissing him. "And here I believed you had meetings to take care of your majesty."

Alexander chuckled, kissing back. "Not anymore my love. Those meetings have Long finished as of this morning. Which is good, because now I can spend time with my family."

Serafina. "I couldn't have asked for anything better my love."

Exchanging a sweet kiss, they walked down the stairs with their fingers intertwined and stepped out into the courtyard. They immediately became surrounded by their children, laughing and squealing with happiness. Holding each child by the hand, who intern took the hand of their sibling, they began dancing in a circle, their laughter flowing through the trees and across the sky. The day was beautiful and clear. The future for the Windsor family was bright and promising.