The Wilson mansion had never looked more breathtaking. The sprawling estate shimmered with opulence white roses laced in gold silk adorned every corner, live classical music danced through the air, and the driveway was lined with high-end luxury cars. Everything screamed wealth, influence, and celebration. Mark Wilson was not just throwing a naming ceremony he was announcing his daughter's arrival to the world with the flair of royalty.
Kim stood by the entrance in a cream floor-length gown, greeting guests alongside Gianna, who was holding baby Arlie in her arms. The little princess wore a designer white dress with pearl detailing and a tiara made of real diamonds courtesy of William Riverson, her proud grandfather.
Inside, the crowd was buzzing with anticipation and admiration. Lisa and Peter Leo's parents were already deep in conversation with William and Kim. Lisa and Kim had been friends for decades, and now watching their children raise a new generation brought tears to their eyes.
Leo walked in with Alicia by his side, their son Martin standing tall and regal beside them. Despite being only a toddler, Martin had a natural grace to him the future King of Spain. Alicia, draped in royal blue with a sapphire tiara tucked into her hair, turned heads with her quiet elegance. She walked over and placed a warm kiss on Aurora's cheek. "You did amazing," she whispered, gazing down at baby Arlie. "She's a star already."
"Thank you," Aurora smiled, her eyes brimming with gratitude. "And Martin… he's glowing. My daughter already has royalty watching over her." Leo embraced Mark with brotherly affection. "She's beautiful, brother. Congratulations. Arlie's going to rule hearts like her mother."
Soon after, Alice entered with Japheth, her fiancé and high school sweetheart. They had graduated university together and now wore matching smiles and engagement rings. Kira joined them, vibrant as ever, as they caught up with Tiwa, who was overjoyed to be reunited with her grandfather Jackson after years of estrangement.
Jackson was the unexpected centerpiece of the event. The old man stood proudly in his crisp black suit, surrounded by the legacy he once tried to reject Mark, Leo, Kira, Tiwa and now baby Arlie. He lifted his glass for a quiet toast, his eyes gleaming. "I was wrong about many things… but today, I see what family really means."Mark's aunt Stacy, Daisy's mother-in-law and Jeff's mom, stood beside him, nodding. "You raised a fine man, despite it all."
Daisy glowed beside Jeff, carrying their four-month-old daughter Mia. "Mia finally has a sister," Daisy cooed as she gently touched Arlie's hand. "Four months apart and already best friends."
Gianna stepped up, holding the baby as the officiant asked for the child's name. Mark stepped forward, his voice steady and proud. "We name her Arlie Maddison Wilson."
A murmur of awe rippled through the crowd. Aurora looked up at him with teary eyes. "That name… it's perfect."
"She's our miracle," Mark whispered, taking Aurora's hand. As applause echoed and champagne flowed, messages were read aloud from those who couldn't attend King Freddrick of Spain sent his apologies and blessings for his granddaughter. Stephen Miller, Daisy's father, sent warm wishes. Though they were absent, their power was felt in the air.
Camila and Rita Kim's sisters danced with William's cousins. Even Gianna got dragged into a waltz by Peter, who declared her the "queen of the evening."
The ceremony ended with fireworks that lit up the New York skyline. Aurora stood beside Mark, her daughter in her arms, surrounded by friends, family, legacy, and a future that had finally begun.