She took a moment to stare at herself in the full length mirror in front  of her. The indulgent material of her dress carved around her body like a second skin. She noticed how the soft colors made her eyes shine more brightly. Slightly bending her head, she couldn't help but stare as her left hand wrapped itself around the expensive clutch, her own  engagement ring beautifully shining back at her. She almost couldn't recognize herself.

Anna had placed the fascinator with much grace in her hair a half an hour ago. It didn't have any feathers, thank god, Evee thought that it was actually really pretty. It edged itself on her blonde hair, almost covering her right eye.

How did she end up like this anyways?

She thought she looked gorgeous. She couldn't fault one thing about herself  standing in front of that mirror. Her make-up was flawless. She didn't even think she had such long eyelashes. She had to step away from her image. A knock at the door interrupted her thoughts as she tore her eyes  away from herself towards the door. "Come in."

She smiled when she saw her fiancée (god, even she had to admit that still sounded  weird) entering the room with a grin on his face. "You look gorgeous."

"Thank you." Evee couldn't help herself but stare at his outfit. It was the first time she saw him in his Blues and Royals uniform. "Now you really look like a prince. It looks really good on you."

He chuckled at her comment, "And you, you make a fascinator look damn attractive."

"For a moment I thought you were going to laugh at me." She grinned when he wrapped his arms around her neck. "Anna will kill you if you mess up my make up."

"Just one kiss." He mumbled, burying his head in the side of her neck, receiving a snort back from Evee.

"Okay,  just one though." She smiled when she felt he placed his lips upon  hers. She could feel the tingle of his beard against her chin and sighed. When Harry put more pressure against her lips, her own curved  around his bottom lip. She could feel his hand roaming against her ribs,  "Careful for the hat." She mumbled, as he crooked his head and walked her backwards. She could feel her own back being pushed against the wall as his tongue gently danced against her lip, asking for permission.

She willingly danced along, sighing once again into his mouth. These kisses would never do anything less than make her knees buckle. Her hand made its way towards the back of his head, gently rubbing his hair with her fingertips, adding even more pressure.

"Guys, carriages are read-  Oh! Oh! Sorry! Oh god." She heard a familiar voice speak and then a door closing roughly. Their lips parted as they looked in each other's eyes for a moment.

Evee couldn't help but burst out laughing,  placing her hand in front of her mouth. "Kate, we're coming!" She yelled, through the door. "Let me just-" She looked at Harry with a  grin, her eyes adverting towards his mouth where she could spot a hint of her own lip-gloss. Taking her fingers, she quickly whipped away the  remains. "There." She beamed like a small child, staring into his blue orbs.

"Thanks." He grinned, "We should probably get going."

"And apologize to Kate." Evee added, turning around and walking towards the door, opening it once again.

"She should apologize to us, she interrupted us." Harry muttered, receiving a little slap from Evee.

When they finally managed to walk towards the courtyard of Buckingham Palace where the whole family gathered, she walked up towards Kate. "Sorry about that." Evee mumbled adverting her green eyes from Harry's wink and blushing.

Kate laughed, "It's fine. Let us all be glad that it wasn't Harry's grandmother calling you guys."

"Thank god." The blonde muttered, her eyes widening in fear when realization hit her. "That would've have been..."

"Another embarrassing story to add to the book?" Kate smirked, looking at Eveline's flushed cheeks.

"Definitely."  She eyed the many carriages and horses in the courtyard, waiting to be  occupied by the members of the Royal family. "I heard I'm not sitting with you."

"Harry and you are getting your own carriage, how  romantic." She laughed. "At least he won't have to sit with Camilla and I anymore."

"Maybe we can switch and he won't notice. You can sit with me and he can sit with Camilla." Evee replied, already feeling a little nauseous, she knew Harry would tease her throughout the whole ride.

"He'll notice. I'm sure." Kate grinned. "This is mine, I'll see you in the Horse Guards Building. Good luck by the way."

Evee  nodded her head, watching how Camilla and Kate stepped into the carriage. "Thanks a lot." She almost stuck out her tongue at the duchess but when she saw the Queen stepping outside of the courtyard, she held  her composure. Evee smiled and bowed her head slightly when they made eyecontact, receiving a smile from the older lady.

"This is us." Harry spoke, gently guiding his fiancée towards the carriage. "Ladies first." He grinned.

"Why thank you, my fair man." She smirked, looking back at him when she tried as gracefully as possible to enter the carriage. Trying not let it sink in how big of a deal this all was, she placed herself onto the seat, watching how Harry did the same next to her.

"You ready?" He spoke one last time in private, his eyes scanning the expression on her face, gently squeezing her knee.

"Ready  as I'll ever be." She tried to give him a reassuring smile back, ignoring the way her heart beat in her throat. When she felt the carriage move forward, led by two black horses, she swallowed.

Right, now wasn't the time to be nervous. Just try to be calm, Evee. You've been through worse weathers. She spoke to herself.

When they drove out of the courtyard and into the main streets, she had to  take a second or two to readjust. There were so many people shouting and  waving flags. The sounds of them were deafening. A smile appeared on  her face, as she remembered Harry's advice, smile and wave.

"I think I can hear your name being shouted. Are you okay?" Harry yelled in her ear.

They  both kept their distance from each other, Evee knew that she couldn't really touch him as much in public as they did in private. "I'm fine."  She nodded her head, smiling at everyone and in the meantime waving.

"I bet they would shout even harder if we flashed them." He spoke into her ear with a grin.

"Shut  up." She tried not to playfully slap his arm and thankfully, managed to  not assault him. Evee couldn't help but laugh though, throwing her head  back. "Stop teasing me."

"Right. I'm not going to do that anymore." He nodded his head, waving at the crowd and biting his cheek in laughter.

After ten minutes of silence and continuously smiling and waving, Evee thought her hands were going to cramp up. She pushed her head closer to Harry's, "I think my hand is cramping up."

He laughed, eyeing the beautiful woman next to him. "Now we don't want your hand to cramp up. I  still need that for other... Purposes." He spoke with a cheeky grin.

She  pulled down both of her hands, finally letting them rest on her lap.  "You're right, I will need this hand to punch you when we arrive. I'll let it rest for now." She whispered in his ear, noticing they were around St James Park.

"Now, you can't let the people down, you need to wave, sweety."

She laughed once again, eyeing him with teasing eyes. Deciding to ignore him for now, she raised her left hand and waved to the crowd once again.  Evee was glad when they arrived at the Horse Guard Road. She followed Harry as he gently guided her with his hand on her lowerback. "We'll watch ceremony now." He spoke.

She noticed how the Queen arrived  and seated herself in front of the courtyard. She received a royal salute and inspected her troops. Evee stood in awe and held her breath  as she could see the entire Household Division conduct a march past the Queen. They paraded with guns.

"That's the King's Troop." Harry spoke to her in her ear, pointing. They took precedence as the mounted troops perform a walk-march and trot-past.

Evee slowly nodded her  head, still in gob smacked at the crowd in front of her. "I've never seen anything like this." Music was playing in the background, she knew  there had to be at least 400 musicians.

"Never seen it on television either?" Harry questioned.

"No."  Evee replied. She hadn't. They never broadcasted in Belgium and she never actually sat down to watch it the first two years she moved to London.

"First time for everything." He grinned next to her,  "Wait until you're on the balcony and you see the massive crowd coming towards you."

She nodded her head once again, lost for words.  Charles was standing a few feet away from her as he gave her an encouraging smile. She grinned back at him, adverting her eyes once again towards her front. The ceremony took quite a bit but Evee didn't get bored once. She was amazed on how these troops could perform so well. Not a single one of them was out of line, they blended in so well  together. She finally realized how much they respected Harry's grandmother, aka The Queen.

It was the first time that realization really sunk in. Standing in front of a crowd this big,  sitting in a carriage waving at thousands of people shouting her name, the big expensive rock on her finger, the way Harry looked in his Royals and Blues. This was actually happening.

She was going to be a part of the royal family.

Hell, she could feel that she already was part of them.

The way these people had accepted her like she was one of them. The way they smiled at her, encouraging her, making sure she was fine. William had eyed her a couple of times, just as well as Harry's father and  stepmother to make sure she was holding her own. Harry's hand resting on her lower back, sometimes giving her an reassuring rub, telling her how good she was doing.

When they finally stood in line to wait in front of the closed windows to enter the balcony of Buckingham Palace,  she took a deep breath. "Just one more thing and we're done for today,  okay?" Harry smiled, noticing the way Evee bit her lip. "You've been doing really well, I'm proud of you."

He always said that to her. 'I'm proud of you.'

She never said that to him. She didn't know why she never did. Because she was incredibly proud of him. He had accepted her the way she was, he had held her when she cried, he had always thought she was the best thing in the world, even when she was burping the alphabet. He had defended her towards his family, he had made sure she always felt good. He always made wonderful love to her and he had always made her feel like home.  "I'm proud of you." She smiled, looking into his blue eyes.

"Of me?" He looked at her in confusion

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Because I have always been more mine than I have been someone else's but that was before I met you. You've managed to do that. I love you for making me love you." She mumbled, looking a little embarrassed. "Thank you for having the patience."

He stared at her for a minute or two,  ignoring how the windows of the balcony opened in front of his grandmother. He quickly wrapped his arms around her neck and pulled her into a kiss. "You know I'd wait a thousand years for you."

She  grinned, kissing him back. "We should probably go outside before they zoom in on us kissing." Evee mumbled, watching how William, Kate and the kids followed Charles and Camilla in front of them.

When Harry guided Eveline on the balcony, she eyed everybody in front of her. She  could see George staring over the edge over the balcony with curious eyes and grinned at him. "He's always eager to see the planes flying  over." Harry spoke towards her, also eyeing his cousin.

They were both standing behind William and Kate but she didn't really mind. She could see the crowd well enough and still enjoy Harry's banter in her ear. She watched how Kate, who was holding Charlotte, turned her head  towards Evee, "Alright?"

The blonde grinned from underneath her  fascinator. "Never been better." She laughed when Charlotte raised her hands at Evee, trying to get into her arms. "I'll grab you inside, Charlotte, now you need to stay with your mummy, alright?"

She didn't see the way Harry looked at her with lovesick eyes when she spoke and smiled at Charlotte, but the rest of the world surely did.

When the planes flew over Buckingham Palace, releasing their colours and Evee could feel Harry's hand on her back, she couldn't help but think that she was the luckiest girl in the world.