#Chapter 398 – King and Queen

Ella

“I’m glad we did that,” I say later that afternoon as Sinclair pulls our car around to the front entrance of the palace. “I couldn’t stand to say goodbye to that house if it was to a stranger. Too many memories there.” ” I agree,” Sinclair says, parking directly out front in what feels…well, feels too informal for the future King’s first entrance to the palace, his new home. ” Doesn’t this place have like, a garage?”

I murmur, looking into the back seat to check on little Rafe, who is happily chewing on the sleeve of his little baby hoodie and staring at himself in a mirror attached to his car seat. “I… think so…” Sinclair says, and I look up in surprise to see him grimacing at me a little. “I’ve only really been here for state occasions,” he says, shrugging.”

And the birth of our child,” I point out.

says, “wealsojust parked out

to come around to my side, I stare up at the gorgeous palace in front of

head down at me. “Well, I would hope thatyouwould try to chuff me

cando it,” I say, grinning, “and that I don’t think anyone else could do it any better. I

that they’re talking to me.” “You don’t do so poorly responding to Luna,” he says, pulling his arm from my grip and wrapping it around my shoulder to pull me close.

my eyes going wide. “I get

to the nation to be passed from Queen to Queen. But, for as long as you’re alive and we’re on the throne,” he grins widely at me, seeing the

not take me immediately to the vault with the crown jewels and let me wear my tiara while I unpack all of our moving boxes. “Not until the official coronation, my ass,” I murmur angrily as I use a box cutter to cut the tape on probably my fortieth box and start to unload all of Rafe’s baby clothes. A few

for our lunch. “I’m just following the. rules. It’s not really a Kingdom precisely anymore the jewels belong to everyone. It’s not right to wear them until the people have officially given them to us.

precisely, I plan to be wearing that crown. And just how good I’ll look wearing that crown, and only that crown. Sinclair blinks and then huffs a laugh, grinning at me. “Fine,” he says.

says, taking the fancy lids off of our plates of sandwiches, like we’re in some kind of hotel. I was pleased to hear that Sinclair, in starting to hire people to refill the palace with workers and get it back to fully functioning, hired a head chef. Still, I don’t even know where the kitchens are and it feels

much of the furniture replaced with that which suits our taste a bit better, but still…I’ll never forget the day we brought our baby into the world. “Vividly,” Sinclair murmurs, biting into his sandwich and watching me. “Are you

say with a little sigh, looking around. “I’m sure. It’s… fitting.” I smile at him. “This is a King’s bedroom for sure – and you are a King!” “Not yet, he says, shaking his head. “You keep saying that,” I reply, frowning at him. ” Is there something wrong? Are you… doubting the fact that the coronation will go through or something?” “No,” he replies, cocking his head to the side. “I just…want everything to be right. Damon and his father…” he shakes his head, a little angry, “they took liberties

can be,” he sighs. And then he looks over at the baby. And I hope I can convince him to be as well, when his turn comes.” “Rafe?” I say, turning to my baby in surprise. But then my face bursts into a smile. “No, he’ll be a great Prince!

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