Princess Leonor : Viva la Reina! (English Version)

31. Epilog

"Your Majesty, please face this way." The photographer directed the couple's pose.

"Well, that's good. OK." One or two shots were successfully captured.

"For the next pose, can His Royal Highness's hand be placed on Her Majesty's waist?"

"No problem." Umberto followed the photographer's instructions with a smile.

"Yes, that's good. Ready. One, two, three." The photographer took another picture of the Queen and the Prince.

In the next 30 minutes, several other poses were done. However, Leonor looked uncomfortable.

"Is it still long?" Leonor asked.

"I think the photos are enough, Your Majesty. I make sure the results will be ready before your wedding anniversary, to be distributed through the website and social media," explained the photographer.

"Good. Then I can go. Thank you." Leonor immediately left the garden of the Madrid royal palace which was used as a photo shoot for her wedding anniversary.

"Leonor, wait.." Umberto called out. But Leonor had already gotten into her own car. The car drove to the Zarzuela palace.

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Umberto knocked on Leonor's office door. There was no answer. Like the door to the room, the door to Leonor's heart was closed to him. What was shown to the public like in the photo shoot was just an acting.

Finally Umberto turned to his own office. He turned on his laptop and opened the new email. However, reading the title, his heart sank.

Title : It's a boy.

Hi, Umberto. I know I shouldn't be contacting you like this. But it all happened so fast. I felt like I needed to share it with you. He was born premature but we're both doing fine. He's so handsome. I named him Konstantin, after your father.

Greetings,

G

Umberto checked to see if the email also contained a photo file attachment. But nothing. Gabrielle didn't send him a photo of her child. Their child.

Umberto cried his heart out. He felt defeated. After all, he had developed a feeling of love for his child. A child he had never even seen. But he was not allowed to see him, meet him, let alone be a father to him.

Is this karma for what he did to Leonor?

Unconciously, he opened his desk drawer. A black gun was waiting for him again.

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From the author: I know this is not a good ending. But that's all my writing skills and ideas are up to. Sorry if this story is bad. Thank you again for reading this story.