Caroline wanted to cry. With the jewellery in place, she looked better than she had ever dreamt. She wanted to pinch herself. It was happening, today she would marry Alex. She wanted to pinch herself. She looked up at her mother. Josephine was looking down at her and beaming proudly at her handiwork. Her eyes were glittering with unshed tears. They were tears of joy. Her goal for her second daughter was being reached. The queen had sent her a gift that said more than words could ever. She was accepting Caroline into her family.