Royal Speed | Leclerc & Verstappen

epilogue

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"The royal bed goes to the first floor in the big room on the east side." I shouted down to the men at the truck before I walked into the house again.

In the living room was a huge table with all the plans on it, my plans, the ones I had made for our summer house, for our home here. From the first stone to the almost done building I had been guiding the process, with the help of my amazing husband of course.

Like promised, Max had yelled at all the workers if they had been to lazy, rushing them around to so I got exactly what I wanted. He had been standing on my desk in the palace behind me, massaging my shoulders, kissing my neck and whispering sweet nothings into my ears while I had made the plans.

It was like a dream that came true, my first own building, the first one I had fully planned, this first one that was made exactly like I wanted it. I had asked Max so many times about his opinion, what he would like to have there.

His answer was always the same.

"As long as you live with me I don't care where we live." he had said, before adding with a wink, "And I'm sure you'll do amazing sweety."

I had always made me chuckle as this was a phrase I would totally use, but over the years we just grew one. There were things that Max had used to do or say that now I was doing and the other way around.

We simply combined both our best characteristics and features and became us, the princes of Monaco. It was crazy how we had changed, in a good way though. Three years ago we didn't even knew about each other, or better we didn't care.

But then I had walked into his garage at the race, seeing this ocean blue eyes and his self confidence, and it was over for me. I had always wondered how love at first sight must feel, thinking that it was just something for fairy tales until that day.

Getting to know him while falling more and more though hadn't been an easy ride. There had been so many moments where I had doubted it, asked myself if that was worth it. All the rule breaks, the forbidden things we did, I always blamed myself for it.

Even wanting to end my life at some point, which luckily hadn't worked out. The therapy afterwards helped me,  but to be honest it was Max that helped me heal the most. His caring and sweet side, his worry and his love that I felt, it all had been part of that healing process.

But there had still been that doubt, that fear and that knowledge that with that love I would end my family, end my royal tradition as getting children wasn't an option anymore. I had known that with that love I had ruined the throne.

Until last autumn, where at Cathy's and Arthur's wedding they had told us something, more or less gifted us something. It may sounded crazy, but they gifted us their first child. Not in any unethical way, no, they would still raise it.

But once he or she would be old enough, their child would come to Monaco to get prepared for it's role as the future prince of Monaco. It would travel between both our countries, but at some point, at latest when Max and I would die, he or she would take our place.

It wasn't anything too random as from the blood line their first child would be the next on the throne, as I was older than Arthur, but getting the agreement of Cathy and Arthur was something special.