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Not long after their trip to Oakland, T'Challa took Zala along to United Nations in Vienna, Austria

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Not long after their trip to Oakland, T'Challa took Zala along to United Nations in Vienna, Austria. As usual, they had been escorted by Okoye and Ayo. Zala had to be honest, Vienna was much more beautiful than America. She would be alright if she never went to America again. No place would ever be as beautiful as Wakanda. Zala was enjoying the trip but when she was told it was time to go to the UN, it all went downhill.

None of her dresses were fitting. She could barely even zip them halfway. It was like her stomach had grown over night. It was a noticeable size before, now it was as if she was through her second trimester. After trying on multiple dresses, Zala gave up and sat down. She was wearing the last dress she had tried on, which had a zipper on the side that she broke while trying to zip.

She could hear T'Challa entering their Suite. He and Okoye spoke before she opened the door for him into the bed room and closed it. He saw Zala sitting on the small seat in front of the bed looking aggravated. "My love, what is wrong?" T'Challa asked. "None of my clothes are fitting. I either can't zip them or they rip. My stomach grew very fast" She said standing, so he could see what she was talking about. His eyes slightly widened as he put a hand on Zala's stomach. "I see" T'Challa said.

"I have nothing to wear. You should just go without me" she spoke, walking to sit on the bed. "Absolutely not. You helped save Wakanda so you must be there when it is revealed to the world. I will solve you wardrobe problem, don't worry. I shall be back soon" T'Challa kissed Zala on the head before leaving the room. After he left, she crawled into the bed, laying on top of the covers while flipping through channels. She grabbed a pack of peanut M&M's that probably cost $10 off of the nightstand and began to eat them. Zala settled on some show called Keeping Up with the Kardashians.

She had heard of Kim Kardashian from Shuri so she thought she would check it out for herself. About twenty minutes into the show, Zala found herself enjoying it. It was quite entertaining to her, especially Kris Jenner. Just as another episode was about to start, T'Challa came back into the room holding a dress on a hanger with the protective plastic on it. "This is for you" He said, handing it to her. Zala laid it on the bed and took the plastic off as T'Challa sat on the edge of the bed and began watching tv.

The knee length was the purest shade of white she had ever seen. It was sleeveless and was made of a very smooth material. She stepped out of the dress she was currently half-wearing and put on the new dress. "Can you help me, please?" Zala asked, referring to the zipper on the back. T'Challa stood and put one hand at the bottom of the zipper while the other pulled it up. Zala turned, looking in the mirror to be satisfied by her look. Her baby bump was even clearer in white. The dress was accented by Zala's totem and her mother's gold cuffs.

She chose a pair of gold, pointed toe heels to match the outfit. She leaned onto the wall, stepping into the shoes just as Okoye knocked on the door. "Your majesties?" She asked. "Come in" Zala answered. The door opened and there stood Okoye with Ayo behind her. Both were dressed in similar black, knee length dresses and black shoes with their traditional Dora neck piece. "It is time to leave" Okoye said. "Just give me a second, I think Kylie is pregnant" T'Challa said, not even moving his eyes away from the screen. He was getting into the show. When a commercial came on, he stood, grabbing the remote and turning of the tv. "Now we can go" He spoke, holding his hand out to Zala.

She laughed before accepting it as the two left the bedroom. T'Challa was dressed in a black suit with a piece of printed fabric around his shoulders. The four got on the elevator and left the hotel through the lobby. Their driver was waiting for them by a large black Cadillac truck. Okoye sat in the front with the driver while Ayo sat behind T'Challa and Zala. Zala's fingers were laced with her husband's as she brushed her long, curly, natural hair to side before laying her head on his shoulder. "Are you ready for this?" She asked, she could see the traffic was starting to thicken so she knew they were close to United Nations.

"Yes. It is time that Wakanda uses its resources to help the world. This should have been done ages ago. Perhaps my father would still be alive if he had done what was necessary" T'Challa said. "I'm so proud of you" Zala said, "You have come s long way from the boy I use to sneak through the gardens with". He laughed, "As have you...my Queen". T'Challa lifted their intertwined hands to his lips as the car came to a halt. They pulled up to the curb and Ayo quickly hopped out, opening the door for the King and Queen. As they walked, the two warriors trailed a few inches behind the royals.

When they walked into the meeting room, it seemed like they were perfectly on time as the people who were just speaking to a seat. T'Challa walked up to the stand with Zala to the left of him standing a foot or two back. Ayo and Okoye were a foot behind her standing on opposite sides. "I am King T'Challa, son of King T'Chaka. I am the sovereign leader of the nation of Wakanda. And for the first time in our history, we will be sharing our knowledge and resources with the outside world. Wakanda will no longer watch from the shadows, we cannot, we must not.

We will work to be an example of how we as brothers and sisters on his earth should treat each other. Now more than ever, the illusions of the vision threaten our very existence. We all know the truth. More connects us than separates us. But in times of crisis, the wise build bridges while the foolish build burials. We must find a way to look after one another as if we were one single tribe" T'Challa said. Before he could say more, a man seated off to the left spoke out.

"With all due respect King T'Challa, what can a nation of farmers have to offer the rest of the world?" He asked. Murmurs stuck through the room as others found themselves asking that exact same question. A smirk appeared on Zala's face as she located Ross in the crowd who shared her facial reaction. The world had no idea, but they would be enlightened soon.

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