#Chapter 439 – Coronation Ella

Sinclair and I wake up only a few short hours later, our clothing spread out all over the bed and floor all around us, because today is the big day.

I groan a little when I feel Sinclair stir.

“No,” I murmur, wrapping my arm around him and pulling him back down. Or, I should say that he lets me pull him back down. Because there’s no way I’m strong enough to physically make my big scary Alpha do anything he doesn’t want to do.

But he is sweet, and obliges me.

“I know,” he murmurs, cupping my face in his gigantic hand. “I’m sorry, trouble. But we’ve got to get up and look pretty for our big day.”

“Let’s just go ugly,” I sigh. “Really… lower expectations for the rest of your reign. You can rule in sweatpants and t- shirts. They’ll call you the Comfortable King.”

He laughs, and I can feel him shake his head. “Come on, Ella,” he cajoles. ” Don’t you want to look pretty to match the crown?”

I crack an eye open, tempted. Because honestly, I forgot about the crown. I’ve been very much looking forward to the crown.

He laughs again, looking down at me. There she is,” he says, smiling at me. ” My little magpie. Come on, gorgeous.”

“Fine,” I sigh, sitting up straight with a pout. “But I am having two cups of coffee today, which means that that one-” I say, pointing to the baby, “is going to be all jittery all day.”

that he wants it, and Sinclair kisses me long and lingering. As he does he passes feelings to me down the

as well as a great deal of hope and pleasure to see him lead this nation for which he’s fought for so long. When Sinclair breaks our

me in wonder. And I smile back. “You’re going to

my faith in him. And I let him hold me tight and warm, pleased to

we’ve let him lay alone in his little crib

and I both

I say happily, crawling away from my mate and getting out of bed to

to the two of us, kissing Rafe on the head. “He’ll

baby, laughing a little. “Little Prince Rafe!

head too and then moving towards the bathroom as I take Rafe to his changing

as

leads me into a room that is a strange mix of auditorium and conference chamber, with the

a narrow empty space at the center. Sinclair seats himself at the

cape and Sinclair in a sleek black jacket and pants with

honestly, is all

though – and he grins up at me, giving a little squeal. I smile at him, laughing. “Are you

me a happy pulse back, letting me know how he feels. A little thrill goes through me, as it always does, to be able to communicate so effectively with my son even though he is

kisses to his soft hair, before I feel Sinclair’s warm hand on

and I beam up at him, giving a single

the governors of the distinct provinces of our nation comes forward and affirms Sinclair as their choice for King, I

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