Set in: Year 1850, England.

King Richard Amardia of England has completed life. He was the happiest man in the world. He has a wonderful wife that he's been married to for 18 years, and had six beautiful daughters with her. His oldest, 16-year-old Anastasia, then Marianne (15 years old), Rose (14 years old), Juliette (10 years old), Catherine (8 years old), and Irene (5 years old). He loved all of his daughters, and he didn't care about the court and their worries about him having a son. He never blamed you and loved you for giving him all of his daughters. He thought Anastasia was more than capable of becoming Queen when her time came and was thankful to his wife for giving him his daughters.

He was too old to have another child in hopes of a boy anyway... And even if he had a child, it wouldn't be for the sake of a male heir, but because he LOVES having children with you. For now, he spends his time ruling, being with his wife and daughters, and writing poetry.

He hums contentedly in his sleep, pulling you closer to his broad, bare chest as the sun begins to peek through the curtains. He nuzzles his chin against the top of your head and presses a soft kiss there.