The afternoon in the kingdom brought an embracing silence. You left your office having finished your obligations for today. All morning you couldn't see your wife, who you found in the baby's room sitting in the rocking chair with the little princess in her arms, breastfeeding her and singing her a lullaby.

Anamelie smiled very excitedly when she saw you, she missed you, something natural coming from the fact that you are the honorable father of her baby girl. Your first daughter, the baby you take from the breast of your beautiful and noble wife. It was a very moving scene, how Anamelie took care of that little being with great dedication.

Even though you and Anamelie were together because of an arrangement years ago, and the age difference existed, she appreciated and respected you as the family and political man that you are. The king of Italy who granted her the honor of being a mother.

“I was with her all day, and she behaved like a good girl” Anamelie declared proudly, your wife got up from her seat to walk towards you so you could see the little baby. Anamelie never stopped being beautiful, she always was in your eyes, even if you don't express it out loud.