The wedding of Crown Prince Dixon West to his second cousin Countess Denah West was a grand affair and a joyous occasion for the entire kingdom. Not only did it partially ensure the succession of the crown and stability for the people of LegacyVille, but it meant that, once a child was born, there would be no chance of someone from another kingdom attempting to claim the throne, as Dixon and Denah’s child would be a descendant of the king on both the mother and the father’s side.Denah was pleasantly surprised at how loving and attentive Dixon was, and made it a point to thank Danica every time they met for lunch. If it wasn't for Danica, Denah never would have opened her heart to Dixon and allowed herself to be loved.
Denah’s happiness was short lived. When she failed to show signs of pregnancy after only 3 months of marriage, she began to notice Dixon returning to the snide and short tempered prince she had known before the wedding. She had her suspicions as to why, but she had to know for sure. She caught him on his way to work one morning and asked “My love… why are you so angry?” Dixon scoffed “As if you don’t already know the answer. You’ve been here three months and there are no signs of my son.” Denah’s heart shattered. She had been fooled into thinking he really loved her. All he really wanted was a son, and she was a nuisance he had to tolerate in the meantime. Her lip began to tremble. “Look, I’ve got to go to work, to do my job. Why don’t you do your job and give me my son, instead of running around having lunch dates with your friends.” Dixon turned and left without seeing the tears streaming down his wife’s face.
When Danica arrived for lunch, she could see Denah had been crying. It didn’t take much for her to tell Danica what had happened between her and Dixon that morning. Danica tried to comfort her, but she knew nothing could be done. Denah would have to endure, and produce a son if she was going to have any chance at happiness.
That night Denah waited patiently by the door for Dixon to come home. When he finally arrived, she opened her mouth to speak but he cut her off. “I don’t want to talk.” He threw his suitcase and jacket on the chair next to her and walked upstairs. She heard the door to his office close. Denah decided she would try again when he came to bed. She waited for him, but when he hadn’t arrived by 1am she decided to go to bed. It was the first time since they were married that she slept alone.
Several weeks went by with Dixon spending most nights away from Denah at night. She didn’t know where he slept, but there were any number of places within the Castle for him to lie at night. One thing that never changed was the family breakfast. All families in LegacyVille ate breakfast together, and the Royal Family was no exception. Denah had been helping herself to double servings lately, and her weight gain was unmistakable. Dixon noticed her round belly. “Denah, you’ve got too much food on your plate and you’re getting fat. You need to eat less.” Denah shot him her trademark fiery glance and was about to speak when the King cut her off. “Are you stupid?! Can’t you see the woman is pregnant!?” Dixon looked at Denah in amazement “Sweetheart?! Why didn’t you tell me?” “What do you think I’ve been trying to tell you for the last 5 weeks?” Dixon ran out of the dining room and through all the halls of the castle jumping with joy that Denah was pregnant. By this time everyone else knew, and he was alone in his celebrations, but he didn’t care. He would soon have a son.
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