Prince Anabelle POV
Finally, I could call her mine in both the worlds of human and the super natural. I lean back to gaze at her. Her eyes were closed. I smile and think that she might have got too overwhelmed with all this. So, I let her rest.
The next early morning, I get up and roll around to face my wife. Still she is lying peacefully. May be I tired her. I get fresh and wear my clothes. As I walk out of the room, I instruct her lady's maid to not disturb her as she is resting. I asked her to make sure no one disturbs her. Once that was done, I walk downstairs.
Entering the breakfast nook, I find my parents and my daughter already waiting for me.
I take my usual seat when mom asks.
"Where is Anabelle?" Mom enquires.
"Mom she is resting" I inform them.
"Is everything alright Son?
