Once a Princess, always a Princess

Epilogue

Epilogue

6 months later

Never did I imagine this day would come, when I would finally get to hold my little girl in my arms.

Of course there were many obstacles I had to face before then. Telling my parents being the most terrifying, perhaps more so than the birth itself. I cried, my mother cried. But then they came to terms with it. They had to.

I never told them it might not be Xavier's, but the way my mother sometimes glanced cautiously at my stomach told me she was suspicious, but she never said anything, especially not to my father.

I stayed at school right up to my due date, that was another obstacle. As far as the public was concerned this baby was conceived inside of matrimony but at the end of the day I was still a pregnant teenager, not even out of high school. The rumour mill was buzzing again but I ignored them the best I could, after all Xavier was by my side again.

The third obstacle was actually dealing with being pregnant. I was constantly tired, always hungry and my back would ache none stop. On top of that I still had to keep on top of my grades, I still needed to make it into senoir year. But on the other hand, there were the perks. Xavier was practically my salve being at my beck and call twenty four seven, running out to get me chocolate muffins and strawberry shakes, my cravings.

Then the day finally arrived when my waters broke and I was rushed to hospital in a private helicopter and set up in bland room ready to have the baby.

After a lot of screaming sweating and pain my baby finally arrived.

"Congratulations, it's a baby girl." The midwife came and placed a tiny warm bundle in my arms. I stared down at the tiny little toes that were sticking out of the blanket and them moved my loving gaze to the little red face. The little girl wriggled a bit and then opened her eyes.

It was like staring into Xaviers eyes, big chocolate orbs blinked up at me, hazily focusing on my features.

I smiled at her. I was relieved that she was Xavier's daughter but the overwealming love I felt for the little bundle far outweighed any other concerns I might have had.

Xavier lent over me and stroked her cheek, then bent and gently kissed her.

Then he turned to me and collided his lips with mine.

"Congratulations Addy." He whispered. I smiled against his lips.

The baby squirmed in my arms and a little chirp came out of her mouth.

"I think she wants our attention back." Xavier said laughing.

I turned back to her, hypnotised by her eyes.

"She's so tiny." Xavier whispered.

"She's beautiful." I whispered back.

"Just like her mother then."

I smiled but stayed staring at my daughter.

My daughter. It felt so surreal to call her that. This tiny little creature, who looked like a little porcelain doll, was mine. How had I created something so perfect?

"When can we take her home?" I asked eagerly to the midwife who was cleaning up.

"Tomorrow, if everything is alright." She smiled warmly then went to the door. "I'll leave you to get some rest."

When she said that I realised how tired I was and didn't manage to stifle my yawn.

"Here." Xavier took our baby off me. "You need to rest."

"But I only just got to meet her." I wined.

Xavier smiled. "She will still be here in the morning."

"Wait, what are we calling her?"

"How about Odette, after your great grandmother?" Xavier said.

I smiled contently. "Odette, I like it."

Then as much as I tried to protest I couldn't stop sleep from overtaking me.

*

one year later

I could hear Odette crying in the nursery which had been added onto our suite during my pregnancy so that it would be ready for Odette when she was  born.

I walked into the nursery and over to the cot that sat infront of the window. Audette was stood up, her little arms outstretched, tears running down her face.

"Hey." I said softly. Picking her up and putting her on my hip. "What's up with you grumpy?"

Her crying reduced to quite snuffling.

I rubbed her back. "Did you just want your mummy?" I cooed kissing the side of her wet face and tickling her stomach.

She giggled, her face lighting up with happiness.

"Come on then, I guess nap times over." I sighed and carried her into the living area and sat down on the couch with her on my lap.

I smiled at her and patted her fluffy ducking like wisps of hair.

"Who's a beautiful little princess?" I cooed, blowing rasberries on her stomach. "You are, yes, you are."

She giggled away to herself and I couldnt help but laugh with her.

Xavier came from the kitchen area, a warm bottle in hand.

He passed it to me and then sat beside me, his arm snaking around me and our daughter.

I lay Odette in my arms and then let her drink her milk.

Her soft little cheeks turned pink with the excertion but her eyes contined to search mine and Xavier's faces.

"I love you Adonnia." Xavier's deep voice whispered in my ear.

"I love you too"

*

Having a child definalty puts everything into perspective for a person. I realised that all my defiance about being a princess was silly teenage drama. Since Odette's birth I realised how blessed I am. Not only did Odette force me into responsibilty but she also helped me learn about responsibility with the public, my people. One day, and who knew when that day would come, I would have to take my mother's and father's place and become a ruler and having Odette helped me realise that I am more ready for that than I ever thought was possible.

************************************************************************

The End.