A Christmas Prince: The Royal Wedding

Loyal readers,

it's been 349 days,

11 hours, 23 minutes, and seven seconds

since I said "yes"

to the love of my life, Richard Bevan Charlton,

King of Aldovia.

But who's counting?

Other than me and millions of people around the world.

Needless to say, it's been a whirlwind year.

There's been a lot of back and forth between New York and Aldovia.

The long-distance engagement hasn't always been easy,

but it's always been interesting.

Let's welcome Amber Moore,

the future Queen of Aldovia.

There she is. It's Amber Moore!

Amber! Amber! Can I have your autograph?

-I love you so much. - I've never met a queen.

Somehow through all this insanity,

I'm still me.

Even though I'm about to become queen of a small country.

Thank you for all your love and support this past year.

Sharing my writing with all of you means more than you'll ever know.

I promise to keep you posted on all my adventures to come,

especially our wedding

on Christmas day in Aldovia.

- What's with the sunglasses? - I don't want to get recognized.

Yeah, I don't need a disguise.

I feel like a brand new person.

Must be this fresh mountain air in Aldovenia.

-Pop, it's Aldovia! -Yeah, Aldovenia has more snap.

As Queen, can you change it?

I'm not sure how open they are to change.

Amber?

I'm damn stuck again, okay? The samples were not good.

Hey, you trying to steal our cab?

Trying?

No, darling, Sahil has the cab.

Okay, bye.

-If my daughter wasn't with me, I-- - Pop?

Huh?

We don't need a cab after all.

Looks like they sent the royal limos.

There she is!

Oh, so much for my plan to slip in quietly.

- Look, it's the Queen-to-be! - It is her!

-Come, let's hurry before-- -Any comment on the King's initiative?

-Will it affect the wedding? -Amber, look this way, please.

I am very happy to be back in Aldovia,

and excited for the wedding and Christmas,

and living the dream.

Miss, sir, welcome to Aldovia. Now, if you mind, quickly to the car.

-Thank you. -Amber, Amber, one more question!

What are you thinking about the wedding?

The palace insisted that I greet you,

and as you are now a member of the royal family,

protocol must be observed.

My name is Mr. Louis Zabala,

and I am your personal attache.

And may I say, Miss, it will be an honor to serve you.

And you, Mr. Moore.

Amber!

All right.

Amber, please, look back!

-Amber, one more! -Amber, one more picture, please.

Well, beats the Cross Bronx Expressway.

I'll say.

I can't get over the fact this is gonna be my home.

That makes two of us.

-Hey, Louie. -Sir?

All this stuff free?

Of course, sir. Please, do help yourself.

When you shipped all your stuff over, that was one thing,

-but now... -Pop.

I'm gonna come visit New York all the time,

and you can come here whenever you want.

Imagine your mom could see her little princess.

A queen.

She'd flip.

She would definitely flip.

You gotta be kidding me.

Not bad, huh?

Amber!

Emily! So good to see you again!

I have so much to tell you.

First, I received high marks across the board.

-Shocker! -Best of all,

my school's Christmas pageant is coming up.

I've been cast as the lead role!

That's so cool.

Oh. Mrs. Averill, Mr. Little.

-Ms. Moore. -Welcome home.

Is this her?

Princess Emily?

-Pleased to meet-- -I heard a lot about you, kiddo.

The Princess shall not be addressed as "kiddo."

I am gonna bet that you are the famous Mrs. Averill.

Rudy Moore, put her there.

- -He looks different in person.

-I thought he had a goatee. -He shaved it for the wedding.

Oy-way. Good grip.

Well, shall we?

Mr. Moore, have you ever been inside a palace?

I went to Caesar's Palace once.

Now, I know, what happens in Vegas is supposed to stay in Vegas,

but let me tell you, there was this one time--

Pop, Pop, we can tell that story later. Come on.

No. Too bright.

Too... too tropical.

No.

Too whimsical.

It has to be...

regal.

New, but traditional.

Youthful, but classic.

Rhododendron is a nice flower.

-Amber. -It's so lovely to see you.

We're having a welcome reception tonight in your honor.

And you must be--

Rudy Moore, great to finally meet you!

- -Ooh!

We're gonna be family.

It's a brave new world.

Hey, before you know it,

we'll be sharing grandparent duties, me and you.

Mr. Moore, Mr. Moore,

you must be exhausted by your journey, as we are by your arrival.

Let's give you a chance to freshen up, shall we?

See you at the reception, Mr. Moore.

We're gonna burn the house down, kiddo.

He doesn't mean that literally.

One would hope not.

Where's Richard?

Oh, I-I thought he'd be here.

He's been terribly busy of late.

The King's duties never cease.

Mr. Zabala, would you take Amber upstairs, please?

Until the wedding, you're going to have your own bridal suite.

Suite?

Your suite.

Sweet!

"To my love, with all my heart.

From this day forth, we shall not be apart.

Poetry can be a challenging art.

If not yet mastered, here's a start."

It's a limerick. Of sorts.

-Hey! -

Sorry I wasn't there to greet you.

I had to finish decorating.

Well, your decorating is amazing!

I can't believe this is actually happening. It's real!

Oh, it's very real. "From this day forth, we shall not be apart."

Your poetry... not so amazing.

Excuse me, Your Majesty. An urgent call from the Minister for Economic Affairs

and the Prime Minister.

They insist.

I have to take this. We'll have our time this evening at the reception.

My lords, ladies, and gentlemen!

King Richard

and the guest of honor, our future Queen,

Ms. Amber Moore.

Can I invite you to a meeting? Can I?

Richard?

Uh, I'll find you.

Hi! How are you?

...with that, bring back control.

Ms. Amber Moore.

-Hi. -And Ambassador Wang and Mrs. Wang.

And President Adina, Ms. Amber Moore.

Hello, so lovely to meet you all.

I should go save poor Richard.

Best, I think, to leave him be.

And you and I have a wedding to plan.

I remember mine as if it was yesterday.

And I want your day to be just as special.

I want it to be perfect.

And to that end, I have hired the world's best wedding planner.

Wedding designer, Your Majesty.

Sahil designs,

he does not plan.

And designing a wedding for this captivating creature...

This...

Venus...

This Helen of Troy...

This--

This shall be Sahil's greatest achievement.

Aww.

Sahil Mattu.

Sahil is honored to create for you

the wedding of the century.

-Fantastic. Well, I had a few ideas... -Mm-hmm.

-...that I thought we could talk about-- -Oh, the Baroness of Frankfurt.

Yoo-hoo!

Sahil designed her wedding last year.

Mmm, Sahil designed all six of her weddings.

-Sahil was a child prodigy-- -Excuse me, pal. Don't I know you?

Looking good, Peanut.

You may know of Sahil,

but I assure you, you do not know Sahil.

Ignore this interloper.