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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"Woah who's this?"
"Ha ha ha very funny," James said pulling Eugenie into a hug.
"Where's Alessandra?"
"You don't want me anymore, you just want me for my wife eh?" he asked jokingly, before pointing at Alessandra who was talking to his grandmother, Alice sitting comfortably on the queens lap, the little girl was just content to be sitting on the queens lap.
"She's looking more like James everyday," Elizabeth stated looking at Alice, "she looks just like her grandmother."
"She does, and she's troublesome just like him," Alessandra said smiling at her daughter who was playing with her great grandmothers pearls, Alessandra was just glad she was not in the mood to eat them because she would not know how to react, to her daughter that was just some random lady with white hair when in reality that was The Queen she wondered of the born royals understood that like the people of the nation understood it.
"Oh James was such a troublesome child, he once snuck in during a state banquet found him asleep under the table, no one knows how he got under there, during the presidents speech I felt a tug on my dress and there he was," the queen recalled with a laugh as Alessandra also chuckled looking at her husband who was having a conversation with his father.
"You let them out of your site for a minute their going to be giving speeches during state banquets."
The rest of lunch was spent with Alessandra and James' mini me greeting some of the extended family members they usually saw at Ascot and trooping or at Balmoral, she was not really close with any of the extended family members. Come to think of it the only person she was closest with was Ingrid and Ingrid was a married in like herself, she was friendly with York girls and Zara but she wasn't a fan of her husband anymore, because of a comment he had made about her and her marriage, but she wouldn't call any of them up and say let's go shopping maybe because they weren't in the same situation as herself. She was also building up a relationship with William, because of the project they were working on her and Anne also planned on doing engagements together next year but that would depend on their schedules and then Sophie because she wanted to help build her up more so that the press would focus on the work she does more, she did not really communicate with Edward and Andrew was a no go, no matter how much she was forced to be in the same space as the man her office had done some digging and he was a sketchy one. Her relationship with Charles and Camilla was really nonexistent along with her other sister in law, Kate.
Just as James had promised they went back home to spend Christmas as a family of four
"Merry Christmas, you are glowing this morning," James said as he came in with a tray of food, just as Alessandra exited their bathroom.
"Yes, well Christmas tradition I guess," she joked pointing at her still flat stomach referring to the fact that this time last year she had also been pregnant, "what's this?" she asked pointing at a box on the tray.
