Princess Mother (Princess Diaries #12 : A Princess Diaries FanFiction)

4:25 p.m., Friday, December 18

4:25 p.m., Friday, December 18

Royal Bedroom

Palais de Genovia

Principalité de Genovia

I can’t believe that I’ve slept for almost two hours! I mean, I haven’t done another thing this week! Why do I keep on sleeping?

Whatever. Michael woke me with a lot of kisses, which I honestly like.

He keeps on saying we have to get everything ready for the event that I give birth, which I most probably will, pretty soon. Give the finishing touch to the nursery (the palace staff already set everything, but we have to fill the closets with the stuff we bought for the babies), we have to prepare my hospital bag (I actually could have it done by someone, but Michael insists on doing himself as much as he can.

I really don’t feel like doing any of these things. It makes me remember that I’m almost a mom, and I don’t like that.

Don’t get me wrong, I love the twins already with my whole heart, and according to everyone I’ve talked to, this bond will only strengthen.

Still, I’m afraid I won’t be a good mom. Like, that I’ll do a lot of things wrong, and mess up everything, and they won’t be correctly raised.

As I pointed this out to Michael, he looked in my eyes, with this completely serious look so I knew he was hundred percent honest and he said: “You’re going to be a great mother. They’re lucky to have you, Genovia is lucky to have you, your grandmother is lucky to have you putting up with her.” He stopped, and suddenly his look wasn’t so serious anymore. It was filled with something I cannot explain… Like love and another thousand things all mixed. “And I am most certainly the luckiest person in this world, as I was the chosen one. You let me share this intense happiness and bliss with you. It may be all a bit crazy, the princess stuff and all, but I am the craziest of us all. Because I’m crazy in love with you.”

God… Will he ever stop doing this? My heart skips a beat with the only sight of him. Has he any idea how I feel when he says these things?

“Now get up. We’re going to set everything ready.”

And still, he can be such a spoil.

But oh… I love this spoil so much.