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McKensie and Lara III
Lydia smiled "aw are you getting emotional watching your baby sister get married? I think it's sweet, come on handsome Prince. We have to get there before everyone else so it's not about the royal couple."Lacey smiled and pecked his cheek, she curled her arm around his and swallowed "music is starting...where is James? He can't be late he's the best man!" She bit her lip nervously "peek out see if Maxwell is ready..."
James grimaced, shrugging her off. "Naw… just worried about her, is all…" He said, which was only partially true. Of course he was emotional! But he climbed into the carriage after her, and looked out the window for the entire ride. He got there just as the music started, and quickly climbed out. "I'm going to be late!" He exclaimed, kissing Lydia on the cheek. "See you right after, ok?" He asked, waving as he rushed to take his place in the procession. Her father swallowed slowly, standing a little taller as the music started. At his daughter's request, he went to the doors and looked, making sure that Maxwell was all ready. "He seems to be dear. Everything is in order." He looked up as James arrived, and smiled softly. "Ah, and there is your brother."
Lydia smiled and sat down near Marcoux "hello good to see you again..." He smiled and nodded "good to see you, your majesty." She waited patiently for the girl to enter the room, she was grateful that they got into there in time. Lacey sighed in relief and huggec her brother tightly "thank goodness you are here...I was scared you were going to not make it." She brushed him off and put the flower on his lapel, a tiger lilly of course. She pecked his cheek "you ready?"
James hugged his sister back, making it a little tighter than he meant it… but she was growing up, and this was like some sort of goodbye. It was morbid that he thought that way, and he knew it, but he couldn't help but think that he wouldn't see her as often anymore, and that saddened him. "Ready as I'll ever be." he said softly, kissing her forehead. Then he smiled. "You look stunning." he whispered. The music cued and he swallowed. "Well… I better get going. But we can talk after, ok?" He suggested. Iliana came in then, smiling as she handed the flowers to Lacey, and looped her arm through James's. "Let's go!" She said, walking through the doors and down the isle. Lacey's father watched as the procession passed, his arm looped through his daughter's, and then finally it was their turn, and he smiled at Lacey once before walking out and down the isle with her. Everyone turned to look their eyes alight. But no one looked so happy as Maxwell as he beamed when he saw her.
Lacey felt like a butterfly sprung from a cocoon it was unconfortably claustrophobic, she felt pressure and fear entering that room. There is a reason the bride is guided by her father for she couldn't make it on her own. She held onto Maxwell's hand and squeezed gently, she wished she could just be held by him heart beat to heart beat but the tingle in her fingers told her he was feeling the same.
Maxwell watched as she walked up the isle, and then Mr. Wendell gently placed his daughter's hand into his, and Maxwell smiled, squeezing it gently as he turned to look at the priest. The whole wedding was very grand looking, with all the displays and flowers and arrangements, but nothing compared to Lacey, in his eyes, and though he was nervous, he was beaming as the priest said the needed words, and then asked Lacey for her vows.
Lacey smiled softly and swallowed "I never thought love would be an option for me, I dreaded this day till I met you...then I couldn't wait to be loved and cherished as your wife...I promise that I will be faithful and unyielding to you and that I will raise our house and future family with grace and poise. But together we will make a perfect team and know that you will always be my Pan..."
Maxwell beamed at Lacey, squeezing her hand as he started on his vows. "This life," He gestured around them, "Was not something I had ever thought would be mine. It was a dream I thought of as a boy, and now I realize that I never grew up. That dream is a reality, and nothing makes it better than having you by my side. I promise to love and cherish you, respecting you forever. I promise to provide and protect, and forever love you, Tink." He said softly, smiling at her. The priest nodded, "I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may kiss the bride."
Maxwell grinned, winking at Lacey as he swept her up into his arms and kissed her deeply.
Lacey laughed and hugged him kissing him back with the same passion, she laughed ad he carried her where the reception would be held, she squealed seeing how everything came together perfectly "look at the ship Max and the mermaid pond.!" She said excited and hugged around his neck.
Maxwell sat down beside her at the reception, squeezing her hand under the table. "Isn't it beautiful?" He agreed. He was amazed at the intricacy of the whole display, and he thought it couldn't have been more perfect. He kissed her cheek gently. "Are you happy with how it turned out?" He asked, not just meaning the decorations.
Lacey nodded and kissed him softly "yeah...it couldn't be more perfect, are you happy? You look so great as Peter Pan...am I a good tinkerbell?" She asked nuzzling his nose "I'm starving are we allowed to have food?"
Maxwell smiled, fingering the lace on her skirt and nodded. "I think it's perfect too." he agreed, looking up as the food was brought out and lain before them. It was an assortment of seafood dishes, including a lovely pasta with cream sauce, shrimp, and scallops. It fit the theme, after all. "Right on time." He said, buttering his slice of bread. "We are most certainly allowed the food." Then he chuckled. "You made the most beautiful Tinkerbell I have ever seen." He promised.
Lacey smiled and kissed his cheek eating happily and not daintily at all, she dove right in smiling at the accents in the food "lost boys writers...mermaid hair pasta...tinkerbell pixie dust cider...it all fits." She smoked nuzzling him "thank you love...I couldn't be happier, and your surprise tonight."
Maxwell ate the bread, enjoying it thoroughly, before starting on the pasta. He nodded. "It was very well planned." he agreed. "And I think it as gone exceptionally well." he said, washing down with a sip of the cider. Then he grinned. "Right, the surprise. Why don't we just leave now and go to the hotel? We've seen everyone, and said hi, I think we deserve some time to ourselves."
Lacey slapped him lightly "no..we have to dance and eat cake and make sure everyone is having a good time." She fed him some pasta and smiled "you'll like it though..." She whispeted in his ear and smirked messing up his hair "I love you Pan..."
Maxwell groaned when she said they had to stay and he shrugged. "Well, it was worth a try." He said, smiling a little as he bit the pasta off the fork. Then he shot her a look. "Stop teasing me woman, or I might just kidnap you and whisk you away to the hotel myself. I don't think you've ever been to the real neverland before…" he said, grinning. "Love you too Tinkerbell. Now… shall we get this dancing business over with?" he asked, standing as he offered her his hand.
Lacey laughed and took his hand as he pulled her up, it was the fast new jazz sound and she loved jitterbugging with him and laughed "meow you are the bees knees Max!" She spun in his arms happily.Lydia smiled and watched squeezing James hand lightly "you doing alrught? Or are the waterworks going to happen when they leave?" She asked pecking his cheek "we didn't dance at our wedding.." With the baby, no dancing so they didn't have a big reception just a parade of waving.
Maxwell lead her onto the dance floor, smiling as the music started up and they danced together. He laughed then. "I can't believe how you can move under all that fabric!" he said, watching her skirts as she twirled. He dipped her back and then brought her up again as other couples started to join in and dance. James was watching his sister with her husband, and he swallowed, shaking his head. "I'm fine for now." he said honestly, not sure how he would handle it later. Then he smiled softly. "Well then, let's make up for it and dance now." he suggested, taking her hand and leading her to the dance floor.
Lacey laughed and showed him the best part of her dress, she unbuttoned the long layers and made it a simple short flapper danxe as she laughed being pulled over his shoulder and shimmied away.Lydia laughed "I can't move like that love..." She was amazed at Lacey's dancing abilities as she held onto James "baby is really like the music though feel." She laughed quietly as the baby kicked away.
Maxwell's eyes widened and he smiled. "Well isn't that handy!" He said, twirling her around again. His girl could dance! He went through another song with her, smiling the whole time. He kissed her then, looking around at the couples dancing. "Looks like everyone is having a good time… can we go now?" he asked hopefully. James chuckled. "You don't need skills to dance, only to dance well. Anyone can dance really…" he chuckled and shook his head. Lowering his hand to her stomach, his eyes widened. "My… aren't they active?" he whispered, amazed.
Lacey smiled and shook her head "we have to cut the cake Lydia made for us first...you don't want to miss this cake." She insisted and smiled holding onto him as it was a slow song now "I love you...thank you for being patient" she nibbled his ear "it'll be worth the wait..."Lydia laughed lightly nodding "we have a dancer of our own, or musican whichever they prefer." She kissed him softly "I'm ready to go home now...my feet are swollen and I just need to rest in your arms please..."
Maxwell danced slowly with her around the room, just holding her against him and he nodded. "Alright. We'll stay until we sample the cake, then I really really want to see our hotel." he whispered against her ear, smiling softly. Of course it wasn't the hotel he wanted to see. But he was dying to just be alone with her. Even though he knew Lydia was a great cook, and the cake would be worth it. James smiled softly. "Well isn't that something. A music lover." He said softly. He nodded, worried about her as always. "Sit for a minute? I'll go catch Lacey and say goodbye and then we can leave." he promised, kissing her cheek. He pushed through the crowd, stopping by Lacey and Maxwell. "Sorry to interrupt… I just came to say goo bye. I need to get Lydia home."
Lacey giggled against Maxwell and smiled as her brother approached, she hugged him tightly and smiled "thank you for being here...it made the world to me you know..." She smiled waving at Lydia "goodness she looks pregnant, how many months now?" She whispered so no one would overhear. She smirked as Maxwell kept pulling her "impatient boy wants to leave too..."
James hugged Lacey against him, smiling softly. "I wouldn't miss it for the world." He said, and then he chuckled. "Two months, but it's not public information yet. Not until after the honeymoon." he whispered back. He wasn't sure how much he enjoyed the thought of his sister in bed with a boy, but he kept up smiles for her sake. After all, he knew this was something he'd have to get used to. "I won't keep you long." he promised, "I know you wish to leave. Just… be careful, ok? And don't go getting pregnant too fast." he teased, as he knew nothing about Iliana and the baby. "I love you, Lacey, have fun on your honeymoon, ok?"
Lacey swallowed feeling that cloud of sadness approach when he mentioned being pregnant "you don't have to worry about that James, you have a good time too alright? Give Lydia my love and thank her for the amazing cake it's so perfect..." She insisted and let go of her brother "bye..." This was harder then letting her dad go, this was her older brother and she loved him so much.
James smiled softly then, "Lydia will be happy to hear that. She worked hard on that cake." he said as he let go of her and backed up a bit. "You'll always be welcome at the palace, and write sometimes too, ok? Love you, lil sis, always will." he elbowed her lightly then. "Don't have too much fun." He turned then, not one for goodbyes, and started walking away through the crowd. He knew he had to leave it like that on a good note, or he wouldn't leave at all. He waved to her from over the heads, and then returned to Lydia, his smile weak. "Alright. Let's get back to the hotel."Maxwell waved as James left, and then turned to Lacey, taking her hand in his. "You doing ok, honey?" He asked softly, knowing it was hard for her to say goodbye to her brother. He decided it would be best not to dwell on the goodbye, and instead focus on the future. "What do you say we leave and go to the hotel now?" he suggested, hopeful. They had danced and had cake, and he was incredibly impatient.
Lydia slowly rose and nodded balancing herself as she took James' arm and leaned on it as they left the grand party. She blinked seeing one of those new fangled vehicles decorated for the bride and groom "did Maxwell and Lavey get one of those cars? Those things frighten me to no end..." She said honestly hesitating to even walk by it.Lacey nodded and smiled "you've been very patient Pan, let's go...where is our carriage?" She asked looking around and not seeing a waitibg carriage for them.
James glanced at the vehicle. "Interesting invention." he agreed, glancing over it. He would never cease to be amazed how quickly times changed. "Who knows… maybe one day everyone will be riding in those metal things." he mused, helping her into their carriage before climbing in beside her. Maxwell grinned, walking out with her, so happy to be leaving and get some time alone with her. He pointed to the car and smiled softly. "I believe your parents rented us an automobile for the ride to the hotel. Your father drove it over for us." he explained, climbing in the driver's side. "You ready?"
Lydia shook her head "it'll never catch on...I wouldn't be seen dead in one, they are so finicky and loud and dirty..." She sat in the carriage seat massaging her stomach "Mmm baby is uptight..."Lacey gasped in excitement "what a marvelous machine! Oh how exciting we get to drive one!" She hopped in holding onto his arm and waving at her family as it honked and spurted smoke out into the air. She laughed gaily at how fun this was.
James laughed softly as the carriage started to roll, and he kissed her cheek. "You are the cutest thing, you know that?" He said, finding it funny how afraid of vehicles she was. He was rather intrigued by them, even if he didn't really know whether they were trustworthy or not. He helped massage her stomach gently, hoping to ease any discomfort.Maxwell laughed as he started it up, honking and waving to the family as they drove off. He enjoyed the short drive to the hotel immensely, as the automobile was fun to drive. When they got there, he parked it and hopped out, holding the door open for her. "My lady…" he said, smiling as he had a bellhop gab their bags and carry them inside.
Lydia sighed in relief the massaging helped, she leaned close to him and started to dose off on his shoulder curling up and smiling softly "love you...we need to have an actual honeymoon tomorrow night...fat or not."Lacey smiled and hopped out, and into his arms "walk me across the threshold Max dear." She teased holding onto him her feet bare since she took off her heels when the got into the car.
James tucked himself against her, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. "I would like that." He agreed, kissing her cheek. "You can nap for a bit if you'd like. Our hotel is still a ways away." He whispered gently. "I'll wake you again when we get there."Maxwell smiled, swooping her off her feet as he carried her into the hotel and up to their room. He pushed the door open and walked across with her, setting her down gently by the couch. He looked around their place and smiled softly. "Well… think this will do for the week?"
Lydia nodded and swallowed falling asleep in his lap, she was exhausted from everything and not getting much rest in those few weeks of wedding planning.Lacey looked around in awe and smiled touching the bed and marble tub "it's gorgeous...thank you Macwell!" She huggec him tightly "ready for your surprise?"
James held onto her for the ride home, watching over her and making sure she didn't fall off the seat of the carriage. He rubbed her shoulders from time to time, and when they got back, he gently lifted her, and carried her into the hotel and into bed. Maxwell smiled, watching as she explored the hotel room. He was glad that she approved of his choice. He figured it would comfortably house them for the week that they had to themselves. "You're welcome." he said softly. Then he brightened, nodding eagerly as he hugged her. "Yes!" He said, his enthusiasm evident.
Lydia smiled as she woke up and blinked looking over at James and stretching "hi...did I fall asleep last night? I just was so sleepy..." She nuzzled him "did Lacey like the cake?"Lacey smiled and changed out of her dress showing him the bra and panties "well? What do you think?" She asked spinning to show him all angles "am I cute?"
James was reading in bed and he looked over and smiled when Lydia woke. "Yes, and I didn't want to wake you. It's probably good to get a few extra hours of sleep." He explained, lifting the breakfast tray on the side table and placing it on the bed. "I waited for you to wake before starting breakfast." Maxwell watched as she undressed and then his eyes widened. She was wearing hardly anything, and something stirred in him. "You look ravishing, honey." He whispered, stepping forwards to trail his hands over this new invention, "was this your idea?" He asked softly.
Lydia smiled up at him "that was very kind of you...did you get some good sleep? I know you were probably just as tired. Social occasions seem to wear me out...any calls from mother?" Lacey smiled loving his face and how he admired her invention "Illi and I did, we are trying to sell them to other girls to rid of corsets...queen Victoria's secret lingerie." She strrattled his lap "it isn't too improper?"
James smiled softly, adding sugar to his coffee before taking a sip. "I did sleep well, thank you." He said honestly. "It's nice and quiet here." He explained, buttering some toast. "And it was very nice to read this morning." He patted the book on the side table. "There have been no calls yet."Maxwell nodded slowly, running his hands over her shoulders and back. "This is lovely, so easy to get you out of too." He whispered, unclamping the bra. "I think many men and women will enjoy this." He said seriously. "It's quite the great invention." He kissed her gently.
Lydia smiled and checked on the book he was reading, she expected to see a fictional literature but instead it was a book on fatherhood and pregnancy "oh my goodness James you have been reading that? I don't even know what to say James..."Lacey gasped and smiled letting him undress her "thank you my love...you don't care that I try to start a business...it isn't lady like at all..."
James blushed then, shrugging. "I figured I might be prepared." he said, leaning over to kiss her cheek. "I don't want to go into this knowing nothing." He said seriously, taking another sip of his coffee. "Why, are you upset?" he asked, suddenly nervous. Maxwell shook his head, kissing a line down her collar bone. "You're an adventurous person, I enjoy that." he said seriously, brushing her hair back from her neck. "I think it's a great way for you and Iliana to spend your time." he assured, kissing her neck gently.
Lydia shook her head the tears coming as she hugged him close "I'm just so lucky to have a man like you...that cares so much about me and our child..." She whispered and kissed him deeply "I just don't know what I'd do without you...honestly."Lacey shivered and smiled unbuttoning his shirt and running her hands down his strong chest "Mmm...I just love you so much..."
James wrapped his arms around her, smiling as she spoke. He kissed her forehead gently, "You're the love of my life, dear, it is I that couldn't function without you." he said softly, feeding her a bit of the pastry that had been brought for breakfast. "Are you feeling alright?"Maxwell smiled and kissed her deeply as a response. That night he fell asleep with a smile on his face, and her in his arms, knowing he was lucky to have such a wonderful wife.
The next months flew by, Lydia was about due, she hadn't left the house in awhile and the papers were guessing the sex of the new heir of Britain. She was trying to learn to knit booties from her mother but was failing horribly "i will never finish this by the time they come out..."Lacey was getting the house ready for her new baby, she was always talking to Illiana's belly but she had a fear that the baby didn't know her as the mother. That she wasn't a mother just a woman taking a baby and claiming it as her own.
The queen's knitting needles clicked together as she worked on making a small hat for the child once it was born. James tried to stay with Lydia as much as he could, but he was currently on a hunting trip for the day that he had not been able to get out of. The queen smiled softly, not looking up from her work. "I said the very same thing when I was learning right before my first child." She said, smiling from the memories. "And they came together right before I delivered. You're so talented dear, I'm sure you can do it."Iliana had grown more used to the baby as the months passed, and she was used to Lacey talking to her stomach as if she wasn't there at all, too. She didn't mind it, but sometimes she got the unnerving feeling that the thing in her stomach didn't belong there at all.
Lydia smiled lightly and sighed "I was your first and only one momma..." She moaned feeling a slight shudder of pain "that was odd..." She continued to knit and sighed "it's going to look more like a wonky tube then a booty...that hat is sweet though...it's going to be cold soon."Lacey smiled at Illiana "how are you doing? We've gotten a lot of sales on our products...are you feeling sick? Or...is it ok? I know its my baby but...do you feel any connection to it?"
The queen nodded, continuing with her work. "A wonky tube will still keep their foot warm." she said, smiling lightly as she put her hat on the table and looked up. "Are you feeling alright dear?" She asked, ever worried about her daughter now that the due date was drawing closer. Iliana smiled softly, nodding. "I'm glad we've made such progress with our business." She said honestly. "I'm still doing alright." She promised, rubbing her stomach. It was growing more swollen each day. "Connection? Well there is the sort of connection in that it is stuck in my stomach and doesn't seem to want to dislodge itself… but no, it isn't my child, and it doesn't feel like it either."
Lydia nodded "just a strange shudder of pain...like a chill down my abdoman but pain...never felt anything like it." She sighed slowly standing up "is James home yet?...or is your gentkemsn caller keeping him away all week? Poor James he hates hunting..." She smiled lightly thinking about her husband. She felt another rush and moaned grabbing the arm of the chair.Lacey sighed and nodded "thank you...that gives me some comfort...I just have a fear that I don't feel like it's mother...that it'll want you...I never want any woman to have to go through this...it's unnatural and I'm so sorry Illi..."
The queen's eyes widened. "Oh love, that sounds like contractions. Dear, you might be going into labor." she said, standing up quickly. "James is still out hunting, but he should be back in an hour or so." She promised, standing. "Love, we need to get you ready. Are you quite sure you felt pain?"Iliana shook her head, sighing. "No, you're it's mother, both me and this baby can feel that. They jump every time you come close." She said honesty, wincing a little as she said it, as the baby's kicks were quite painful. "It's alright, Lacey." She said rather tiredly. "It's over and done with, and in the end I'll be happy you have your baby."
Lydia nodded and bit her lip swallowed "I can't do this...mother please I can't do this..." She was terrified of the hours she knew that were coming, she saw Emms come in and shut her eyes not wanting the doctor to come not wanting any of this "why must the woman be tortured..."Lacey sighed taking her hand and squeezing it "what can I do Illi? You seem more miserable by the day...some days I swear you hate me...just the looks I get, I can't lose my best friend...over this Illi..."
Her father smiled softly, kissing his baby's cheek. "I'm happy for you darling, there's no need for me to cry right now."
Her mother smirked. "But he'll be bawling later tonight, just you wait and see."
Her father shook his head, sharing a knowing glance with his wife. "You've been fine darling." He told Lacey. "I just hope you have fun, and remember to be yourself. In the end, this is you and Maxwell's day. I love you." He said.