You Can Call Me Queen Bee

Chapter 23

A/N: :(

Life for us was great until it was time for Alexander's funeral. We knew that we would have to have a funeral for our little boy and now it had come around so quickly, we were both sad about the occasion. The coffin of our baby was being transported to Westminster Hall by a horse-drawn gun carriage. It was a small brown coffin with the Royal Standard and the Imperial State Crown draped over the top of it.

We were waiting for the carriage to come to Westminster Hall. I held onto Louis' hand tightly as he held Mary on his waist. She was wrapped up in a white dress and had a white beanie on her head. She was quite quiet, and she often looked at us with wide eyes. Louis was wearing a black dress that came to his knees and had a black hat covering his face. I looked at him, but his face was covered by his hat.

Louis tightened his grip on my hand as we heard the music start. I let out a sad sigh as they proceeded down the hall. The small coffin was being carried by four people, and I turned away not being able to look at it.

Louis was shaking slightly as they passed us and I pulled him close to my body.

He cried into my chest, visibly shaking, and I let him. Mary looked confused as she stared at Louis with her wide blue then I watched as they started to water. It wasn't long before she was bursting out into tears as well.

The coffin was placed on a catafalque, and I turned to look at it. I looked over to my parents who both nodded at me.

"Lou, we have to go and put our flowers down."

He sniffled before nodding at me.

Mary was handed to me then he picked up the wreath beside him before going to put it on the coffin. He whimpered as he let his hand stroke over the top of the casket. I held Louis close to me as his hand went to cover his mouth. He was shaking as he looked over the coffin and I held him close as I stared back at it.

Louis began to walk backwards slowly, and I followed behind him until we got to our seat.

"Louis."

He didn't answer.

"Louis?"

No reply.

"Louis!" I exclaimed quietly, and he jumped.

"W-What?!"

"Baby it's okay, we'll get through this."

Louis looked up at me with watery blue eyes and I frowned. I kissed his head and held him close to me.

The men who carried the coffin had turned to walk out just as Louis' parents walked towards the casket. I held him close as they paid their respects and soon my parents followed after them. Many other families and the prime minister were after them as well.

We stayed until everyone had almost left, with only our parents left behind.

"Louis" his mum began before bringing him close to her and pulled him off towards the side. I tried to calm Mary down, but she carried on crying as she saw Louis' back turned towards us.

"Hello Mary, it's your papa here. Why are you crying Mary? Do you want to see your mummy?" I asked as I bounced her on my waist.

"Shh shh, you can see your mummy soon."

She calmed down slightly and came down to a few whimpers.

"Mummy is talking to his mummy and daddy, he'll be back soon, do you want to talk to daddy?"

Mary had fully calmed down, and I smiled at her. She looked at me with her wide blue eyes, and I kissed her nose. She giggled as I pressed kisses over her face before kissing her nose again. When I had stopped, she started to press open-mouthed kisses to my cheek.