"And I am more than happy that you are the one carrying my child, my Queen." He replied as his gaze captured hers.
"I am as well, but Ariana looks like she wants to be the one." Quinn said, remembering how Ariana kept staring at them. She wasn't jealous of her or feel threatened by her, but she was sure that she still had feelings for her husband. And that unsettled her because that would mean that she came to the palace to do something other than getting a husband.
That something might be getting rid of her and taking Vincent away from her. Maybe she was over thinking it, but this was Ariana who was nothing like her father. Vincent shook his head, looking amused, "It does not matter how she looks or what she wants. You are the one that is my Queen, my wife and the mother of my unborn child, and nothing can change that, my beautiful Quinn."