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// Chapter 14 
// Story: Princess Malia 
// by Creativa-Artly01 
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The next day, the king of the Gridanders, Francarlo stops by to pay his wife to be a visit. Happy to see him, Princess Malia flies over and embraces him in a hug before going to share a kiss. "This is a nice palace, my beloved," he says to her with a smile. 

"Thanks," replies Malia blushing. "It's my home and I love it here." 

"And rightfully so, after all, this place is filled with your ancestry and their spirits still look over this hive to this day," replies Francarlo with a smile.

"That they do," replies Malia blushing. "My mother, Illustria, and her mother, my grandmother, Illiana, used to rule her and I can't help but feel their spirits coursing through me sometimes when I walk these halls." 

The two then exit the halls and enter into Malia's garden. Once in the garden, Francarlo smiles as he watches her tend to her plants. He's always known about her love of gardening. It's part of the reason he fell in love with her. He happily picks up a spare watering can and helps her water her plants. She smiles over at him and guides his hooves to the places she hasn't yet watered. He smiles. He doesn't know much about gardening and appreciates her help and guidance. After several hours together in the garden, the two go inside and are greeted by the young princes as they all sit down together around the dinner table as the chefs bring in the night's meal. They all smile as they eat their dinner together. Francarlo is just glad to be with his bride to be. After all, he's soon going to be living in her castle permanently.