Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

Edward frowned tightly.

"Uncle, you should go back."

Alexia lowered her eyes and smiled, with a sense of helplessness and the joy of being protected.

She raised her hand to press Edward's arm, silently stopped the other party's voice, and said calmly, "I don't care about the so-called royal family, all I love is Edward.

"—whether he is king or not."

Edward couldn't help looking at her, his sea blue eyes were as bright as stars.

With the affirmation of his beloved, his chest puffed up a bit, and he even brought more confidence when he returned to the Prince.

He said, "If uncle still intends to make things difficult, you can find a candidate for the king as soon as possible."

The old prince's face was distorted by anger, and he stood up aggressively.

He strode out, but he turned back, pointed at the two of them and said,

"Edward, even if we make concessions for your sake, you should understand—

"You can marry, but there is no big marriage, no wedding, and when you have a child in the future, she doesn't have the right to take pictures with the little prince in her arms!"

The old prince looked at them fiercely, with the last sternness, trying to change the iron-minded king.

"Do you know what this means? How much criticism will the royal family suffer?"

Edward said calmly, "As early as that year, the royal family had already suffered enough criticism when the first queen left with the first king."

He raised his eyes and said firmly,

"My parents died for love in the end, I think they can fully understand my choice—rather than force myself for the so-called glory.

"Besides, do you really care about the glory of the royal family?"

Edward said softly, "If you cared, you wouldn't still go to prostitutes after having a wife, flirt with all the wives, and you wouldn't refuse the inheritance of the throne after my parents passed away."

"To put it bluntly, you don't care about the glory of the royal family, nor me."

He got up and stretched out his hand as a gesture of seeing off the guest.

"Please leave. From now on, don't use your identity to try to restrain me again."

Alexia looked up at him.

Under the straight suit, the back figure is very straight, with a never-failing arrogance, hiding a keen and considerate heart.

So she knew how much Edward had paid for herself.

… He was even willing to give up his throne.

. . . give up your identity in this world.

Alexia got up, walked to him silently, and held those faintly cold hands.

Since she was born, she was not expected by everyone.

Until Edward walked into her life with blazing love...

She thought it was a gift from Merlin.

She treasured Merlin's gift.

Since then, this two-year tug-of-war has come to an end.

Edward happily contacted major jewelers and asked them to customize jewelry for the king's wedding.

When the designer came to listen to his wishes, he proudly chose the laurel element representing victory, plus the gardenia symbolizing eternal love.

He proudly flaunted his victory to everyone.

Showing off the girl he got the love of.

May 1979, 5, Edward's birthday.

Alexia insisted on setting the wedding date on this day.

On that day, Sandringham Palace was decorated with lights and festoons.

The aisles of the entire palace are covered with gold-painted red carpets, and the rooms are luxurious carpets full of flowers.

Next to the portraits of the monarch on both sides of the corridor, Edward specially hung a bouquet of myrtle and snowdrop flowers.

—This is the bouquet at Queen Victoria's wedding.

Edward wants to swear to those stupid nobles that his marriage is completely in line with the royal tradition, and his wife, of course, has the glory passed down by Victoria!Alexia's bouquet is composed of lilies of the valley and lilies, which symbolize happiness, and York roses, which symbolize blazing love.

Edward wanted her to be happy.

He just wants her to be happy.

He vetoed orange blossoms and orchids, which symbolize fertility, because he didn't need Alexia to keep his heirs, and he worried that it would damage his wife's health.

The secret wedding was extraordinarily grand.

Even if no relatives and friends came to watch the ceremony.

Edward inevitably felt vaguely melancholy, but when he saw the bride coming slowly under the leadership of Butler Fran, and saw the diamond tiara shining under the light——

He felt it was all worth it.

The young king, dressed in honors and ribbons, greets the future queen with a straight posture.

But now the king who has recovered his memory can't stand it anymore.

Years of missing brewed unspeakable pain, and he projected all his love on their children, but the children could not replace the weight of his wife.

Edward watched the wedding sadly, watching the thread of memory unwinding into a chaotic black mist, showing the next memory.

That was April 1979.

Alexia, wearing a princess-colored princess dress, took his arm and strolled in the gardens of Sandringham Palace.

They love this palace.

They met in this palace, got married here, and had their children here.

Alexia is pregnant.

Edward was so pleasantly surprised that he wished he could be by her side all the time.He likes this unborn child, but he is also worried about his wife's body.

During that time, the king no longer paid attention to official duties, and learned all the knowledge about pregnancy from the babysitter all day long.

He was as happy as an ordinary person.

...like an ordinary person.

At this time, he didn't know that he would have a very special child, and because of this child, he lost his wife forever.

Edward looked sadly at the couple.

He didn't even have the courage to approach.

Until he saw a well-maintained middle-aged lady suddenly appear in front of the two of them.

Edward narrowed his eyes.

Alexia seemed very surprised, and with a hint of guilt and joy, she called softly, "Auntie... Oh, this is my husband, Edward."

"Honey, this is the aunt who often took care of me when I was a child and who is proficient in prophecy."

The king back then didn't know the identity of the other party, but now Edward knows it well.

—Alan mentioned that Aunt Georgiana who erased his memory.

He approached them cautiously, hearing vaguely distorted words.

"Alexia, you should leave him."