C24

THE FALL OF A DRAMA QUEEN

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Harry's POV ✔

The noise got louder as Emerald and I shared a kiss in front of the thousands cheerful crowds after the royal wedding ceremony.

💞💞"Congratulations!"

"Best wishes!"🎉🎉

"Wonderful wedding!"

"We love you!"

The crowd shouted as we got ourselves into the carriage. They waved their banners as we rode past them going to where the reception area was held. We showed our greatest appreciation by smiling and waving back at them happily.

It was a very overwhelming moment. I've cried the moment I saw Emerald walked in the aisle with her father, Eros Petrakis. I said I would not cry but I could not help myself. I was totally overjoyed.

But seeing the fat tears sliding on her father's cheeks made me stop. I knew I had to control myself.

Even my grandpa, the king cried before the ceremony started, because of happiness.

"I'm so proud of you Philip. You chose a wonderful woman to marry. Emerald would be a very good queen. England would be so proud of her."

"She will be grandpa. And thank you for respecting my feelings and decision to marry her."

He tapped my shoulder. "I love you son. Soon when I'm gone, you would be the greatest King of England." He hugged me before he went to take his seat at the front row.

My parents and sister, London, supported my decision. They were so happy that I would marry Emerald. Being good friends and neighbours with the Petrakis for too long, made them an extension of our family.

My best friend, Izzy was my best man. While my other best friend, Zion and together with his wife Claire, would be the one to light the candles. And Emerald's sister, Crystal was her maid of honour.

For six months, we waited to get married. It was really a torture waiting for the big event. The preparation was very meticulous. You can hi omeano on+233544142683 to be added to story headquaters room to get more exciting stories from there. Every detail of the wedding was scrutinized --- being royal, proper wedding rites should be observed. The selection of the entourage, the clothes and jewellery, food and decorations, invitations and choosing the guests that came across all over the globe.

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I can't believe this is happening Harry."

Emerald squeezed my hand. Her facial expression mirrored mine. We could not wipe off the joy that showed on our faces.

"Me too, Emerald. You don't know how happy you made me. Did I tell you how much I love you today?"

"You did too many times. Oh Harry... I'm the happiest woman in the whole world."

We kissed again at the carriage that made the crowd shout with delight.

We both laughed afterwards. She blushed looking down as she touched her lips with her fingertips.

She looked so beautiful, as beautiful as the early morning sun. Her red hair flaming vibrantly under the white veil and diamond studded tiara, her face naturally fresh in minimal makeup, and the creamy expanse of her neck and shoulders showing above her off shoulder wedding gown.

She sat perfectly poise showed her strength and confidence as a woman. She was also very smart, compassionate to others, loving, humble and down to earth.

The qualities of a good princess... and soon, the Queen of England.

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🎉 Emerald's POV 👑

I felt like I was floating in the clouds as I danced with Harry in the grand ballroom of the palace during the wedding reception. I could not explain the happiness I felt. I married my one and only love.

I could not help remembering the times I made a fool of myself chasing Harry and fishing for his compliments when I was a kid. I go used to dress up weird clothes way beyond my age to get his attention, I wore makeup thinking that I would look mature to catch up with his preference and acted so stupid in front of him. I was happy with his little smirk and glances, his teasing remarks, calling me pretty in front of dad to annoy him.

I could not help but imagined him as my prince, and me as his princess. I did not even know that he turned out to be a real prince!

After the conflict that drifted us apart, after all the hate we felt, and years of ignoring each other... still, we found our way back to each other's arms.

And now that we're married, I have to be with him here in England. My home is with him now. We would be together from now on, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part.

As we would start our own lives together and soon to have a family or our own, I would be supporting him in performing his tasks and duties as the future king. I understood his obligations to the people and the state-- to establish for the safety and advantage of the society.

I would also do what was expected of me as his wife. Recently, he invited me to join him in his medical missions to secluded areas. It was overwhelming and heartwarming being able to help the people and listen to their concerns. Especially the old people who talked about their sickness, pain and loneliness, the mothers who were concern about their children's nutrition and the disables who wanted to live a normal life and fit in in the society.

Engaging with them and listening to their worries gave me ideas on how to help them. Someday, Harry and I would come up good projects for them.

"You look so beautiful." Harry said as he dipped me on the dance floor. "Very ravishing."

"Ravishing? What do you mean?" I was overwhelmed with what was happening, made me so slow in catching up what he meant.

He laughed softly as he pulled me up, pressing my body onto his. My body instantly tingled from the sudden contact.

"I can't wait to be alone with you so I can show you what I mean." His eyes raked boldly from my eyes down to my lips.

"I can't wait either." I said in a soft murmur.

A passing light gleamed on his eyes as his head dipped down and his lips captured mine.

Everyone cheered for us.

Harry and I were due to leave for our honeymoon in Negril, Jamaica on the same day. We bade goodbye to everyone. Dad and mom made it hard for us. Mom cried a bit, but she was okay in an instant. But dad, he became emotional. I've never seen him showing his vulnerable side of him ever before. He cried and hugged me so tightly.

"Hey, what's going on dad? You're not losing me, okay?"

"I know... I know. It's going to be a lot of adjustment not to see you everyday." He snorted.

"We'll come visit you often in New York. I promise."

Dad nodded and I wiped the tears that rolled down on his cheeks with his hankerchief. My heart ached seeing him this way, I was not used to it.

I remembered this morning when he knocked on my room here in the palace and saw me wearing a wedding down. There was a sudden sadness on his face. Then he made me sit on his lap like I used to do when I was a little girl.

"I can't do this to you anymore." He said, his voice so weary.

I kissed his forehead and said. "Soon, I'll have my own little girls and boys. I'm sure they will be fighting to sit on your lap."

"Take care of yourself."

"I will dad. Don't worry too much. Harry is a good man, he'll take good care of me."

He nodded and tears flowed more on his cheeks. Then he cleared his throat and composed himself. "Come on, get up. You'll be late on your own wedding."

"Let's go?" My mind brought back to the present when Harry asked me.

"Yeah, we have to get going." I turned to mom and whispered to her. "I'm worried about dad."

"He'll be okay." Mom assured me. "I'll just get him some coffee and he'll be fine."

"Thanks mom, I love you. Oops, remember your tour tomorrow. It's going to be for three days."

"Of course! I can't wait to explore England." Mom said excitedly.

They all would be having a good time. I thought happily. My family together with the whole Petrakis, Monteiro, Latsis and Russo.

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👑 Harry's POV 🔞

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"Why are you crying?"

I was surprised when I heard Emerald sobbed.

What's going on?

Did I just send her to heaven by going down on her? She was panting, moaning and screaming my name when I ravished her, but now, she was crying like someone dear to her died. She instantly made me so worried.

"Hey, what's wrong?" I stood up and let go of her legs as she turned to the side of the bed and curled in a shrimp position.

I went to lay down beside her, spooning her naked form against mine. I was so aroused and I was not ready to stop making love to her, not now... when I was flushing, sweating and ready to convulse any minute now. I've been waiting for this moment to happen, like a lifetime of torture already.

But-- if she's not ready, I have no choice. What she feels is much more important.

"Why are you crying? Did I hurt you?" I asked her again.

"No, I'm okay." She sobbed, then laughed a little. Her face was flushing. "I'm just overwhelmed... so happy... oh I can't explain, Harry. Please, I'm embarrass right now..."

"Ahhh---" I laughed with her. I knew what she meant. She was overwhelmed with her first earth shattering orgasm that she cried with the intense pleasure. My heart fluttered at the thought. "It's so good?"

She nodded and covered her face with her hands.

"Don't be embarrass, my princess... I swear you haven't even tasted heaven yet."

"Oh..." She removed her hands off her face, her eyes gleamed with excitement.

I nudged my manhood on her center, teasing the swollen clit and entrance in rhythmic movement.

"Harry..." She moaned as she held my thigh, encouraging me to continue what I was doing.

"Come closer." I spooned her closer, as I kissed her neck, running my tongue from the base up to the sensitive area behind her ear.

Her hand reached for my nape then raked her fingers through my hair -- giving my hands more access to knead her soft breasts. "Oh my goodness, Harry... that's... that's wonderful."

My right hand travelled downwards her flat stomach until I reached her center. My middle finger rubbed between the soft folds, rolling the tiny bead and slid gently inside her. She gasped and groaned. I watched her bit her lower lip, her eyes closed tightly in intense pleasure. She was so wet and ready for me.

It took a while to enter inside her. She gasped in pain at the pressure, but determined to get through on it. I knew she wanted to reciprocate the pleasure that I was giving her.

"Let's try again later." I said to her.

"No... no... do it now."

"Are you sure? I don't want to hurt you, Emerald."

"I know, Harry. But please, I'm ready."

"I love you so much my princess, you don't know how much. Did I tell you that when we arrived here in Jamaica?"

"You did, several times." She giggled and pressed a kiss on my temple.

My heart was swollen with happiness. She was so priceless, a pure gem. I could not believ that I married this wonderful woman. She was totally the girl of my dreams.

When I entered her, it was pure bliss. She was so tight and warm, and the feeling inside her brought unexplainable pleasure in me.

But she looked frightened and bewildered at first adjusting to the pain, but when she was over it, she learned to feel the pleasure.

We rode together in rhythm. When a moan of ecstasy slipped through her lips, I shoved inside her faster and deeper. The turbulence of passion swirled around us as we reached heaven.

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