When the Duke laid his hand on Arabella's stomach she closed her eyes, and rested her hand upon his. Within moments he would feel the baby kick, something with always seemed to make the Duchess chuckle. Arabella intended to be a fully present parent, and to do much of the parenting herself. Assuming she would be offered such a luxury. It was hard to tell these days, everything seemed a blur. But for a few moments she had allowed herself to forget the King's advances, and simply enjoy the moment with her husband. "I think..." Arabella began before pausing, opening her eyes and watching the love of her life. "I feel... it is a girl." Of course, she had no way of knowing this, only a feeling which could be dead wrong.
Arabella swallowed hard, not really knowing what she would do, if this were the case, but... who did and why worry about what you can't stop or change? "We will love her. No matter what." That she knew was true, both Richard and herself would love this child more than anything in the world.
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Arthur looked at his new wife, as the music began, her took her hand into his own and indulged his wife as she pleased. "A waltz, if that is what your heart desires, you shall have it." He was beaming brightly, he paid little mind to the others around them and simply took up the position. The couples around them would part, making way for the Prince and Princess of Wales, all watching with eyes wide and bright. Tonight, Alexandra was the envy of the world.
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