George had been your husband for about two years now. The wedding had been absolutely gorgeous. The Bride, you, had been absolutely gorgeous in your dress, and veil, and tiara. The groom, George, was absolutely handsome and caring of you. You two were perfect. His parents, Prince William and Princess Catherine, absolutely adored you. George's siblings, Princess Charlotte, 22, and Prince Louis, 19, absolutely adored you.

But most importantly. You both loved each other, so much. Hard to describe to be honest.

But back to the story. You had never really liked George's grandparents, King Charles and Queen Consort Camilla. They were horrible to people and family members. They hated you and Catherine for marrying into the family as commoners.

Then. Charles got sick and tragically passed away. The funeral was a week later and William and Catherine announced the day before the funeral that they were passing on the throne to George and you.

You, 25, and George, 26, pulled up to the funeral. It was only right that you looked absolutely stunning. You wore a black knees dress and black sun hat, along with black elbow length gloves. Your heels were shiny black and 5 inches tall. Your pocket book was perfectly positioned in your hands at all times. Your hair was in perfect curls in a half up half down style. You also wore the late Princess Diana's earrings and late Queen Elizabeth's favorite pearl necklace. You were the new Queen Consort anyway. And George just wore a black suit and tie with tie pin you had given him as a wedding gift.

Catherine, 63, looked equally beautiful in her black dress, jewelry, and bun. Charlotte stood with her mum, almost matching but equally beautiful.

Camilla, 94, just looked fat in her cleavage showing dress and high waistline.