Harry's POV
I paced my fathers study as I continued to try and run the speech I had written for tonight through my mind. Today was the big day, the day of my coronation and for some reason I was full of doubt. My father had literally prepared me for the last year on this and he promised to be by my side as an advisor, helping me pick the right steps for our kingdom until I was fully confident to do so on my own. I knew the love of my life would be by my side as well, ready to take on her role as queen helping me run this kingdom the best of our abilities. So I really couldn't understand why I was so restless and full of doubt, maybe it was out of fear of letting my parents down. Either way, nothing I did eased my overworking nerves and my overworking mind. I had wondered over to the window that outlooked everything that was taking place outside. I watched as what looked like millions of people filed into the small church, I remember going to Westminster Abby for my fathers coronation. It was so surreal that I would be entering that church again, only this time I would be the one getting crowned king. I was so deep in thought that I didn't hear someone knock on my door and enter as well, it was only when they began to speak and I jumped that I realized someone else was here.
"Sorry darling, I didn't realize you weren't listening to me", my sweet angel Y/n gasped and placed her hand over her mouth in apology for scaring me.
"It's quite alright baby girl, I was just day dreaming anyway", I walked over to her and wrapped her in my arms.
I burying my nose in her neck and inhaled her sweet scent that I had gotten used to these past three months. Most Kings would have said that they really weren't happy in their arranged marriages, I say I got lucky in that department. I married an absolute angel, she always brought me at ease in these tense situations. I could feel her small hands gently scratch the back of my head, trying to avoid any noticeable damage to my perfectly styled hair. I sighed in content as I felt relief flash over me.
"Are you ok now love", she asked softly as she rubbed my back.
"Yes. Thank you for calming me down", I leant down and kissed her.
"You shouldn't be nervous about today, you're going to do fine. You are more than prepared to be king Harry, you'll do fantastic. Plus, I'll be by your side the entire way", she kissed the corner of my mouth reminding me that she would indeed be by my side. Because once I was crowned king she would be crowned queen. My queen.
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Y/n and I bowed our heads as the Archbishop of Canterbury presented both of us. Once we were accepted by the people, a bible was brought to us and we had to swear an oath to uphold the law and make the best decisions for the people of our kingdom. Once our crowns were placed on our heads, we stood up hand in hand and turned to the people that filled the church as they clapped for us.
"I can't believe we're rulers of a kingdom", my beautiful wife turned to me and smiled.
"I know, if feels so weird", I gigged with her.
There was to be a banquet following our coronation at our castle, there we wound meet many of our nobleman and other royal families that were like us. Mostly these were men my father worked with and it was going to be quite weird to see these people and know that I would be now working closely with them.
"Are you ok", Y/n asked me as we ride in our carriage back to our home.
"Yes, just a tad nervous is all", I said honestly.
"Why love?", she asked in concern.
"I'm running an entire Kingdom, that's quite a big responsibility", I breathed out.
"Don't worry love, I'll be by your side and your dad will help you every step of the way", she leant up and gave me a kiss confirming her words.
"Thank you love, I don't know what I would do without you my queen", I smirked at her.
"I love you my King", she leant over and kissed me deeply.
"I love you my queen. Forever".
