'Dad trusts me, I can't let him down.' Arsh repeatedly encouraged himself gazing at Aria.

Aria caught his sight after coaxing Arna that she will be more beautiful than her. "What happened to my other baby? Didn't you like the suit? You look cute and handsome in pink."

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Arsh bit his lips and went closer to Aria, careful about her gown layers before cupping Aria's face like how Arna always did, "Momma, will you get angry if I have a request?"

Aria instantly melted to his sweet question of request, "Nope, how can Momma be angry if you are so sweet."

Arsh nodded and tried to act weak to imitate Arna but failed so he seriously spoke, "While coming here, I saw a beautiful dress, Momma will be prettier in it. It also matches Snow's gown and I am pretty sure you will like the gown."

Arna remembered the plan and quickly held Aria's hand and cried, "Momma, I want to match with you. Please, Momma…"

Aria really wanted to know which dress could catch her son's eye and Arna who rained compliments also wanted her to change the gown. "Sure, first let's take a look and confirm that we can buy it."

Both kids nodded vigorously and Arna grinned at Arsh asking for compliments without words. Hence Arsh pinched her cheek before she could reveal anything and took Aria to the special lounge.

Aria entered to see a breathtaking gown on a mannequin, she couldn't stop herself from tracing her fingers on the vintage-styled gown adorned in real diamonds. It was a classic royal style gown.

Arsh smiled harmlessly looking at Aria loving the dress, 'My Dad knows my Momma well.' He thought and glanced at Arna who had mixed emotions. Arna likes bright colored stylish dresses more, rather than elegance and classy so he didn't bother telling her anything.

"Look who is here in my humble place." The trio turned to the entrance hearing Luke's voice.

Aria asked, pointing to the gown, "Is your next theme royal? This gown is a masterpiece." It didn't flash in her mind, it could be a vintage style wedding gown.

Luke accepted the compliments that belonged to her husband. He had just helped Alan with the craftsmen and suggestion to him, however, he hadn't expected the gown to come out marvelous.

"Isn't it?" Luke stood next to her watching the gown, "Oh yeah, President Morgan said the theme is 'Royal', I have sent the outfits to all, I think you should go with this, doesn't it look like a Duchess's gown?"

Then he whispered, "You think anybody can give justice to this? It's your size."

Aria was instantly excited, thinking she could wear it before the fashion show. She always loved to wear Luke's creation as she still walks his ramp as a showstopper so it wasn't suspicious at all.

Luke's assistants quickly gave her the gown while the dresser took Arna to style her hair and groom Arsh.

After five minutes, Luke saw Aria lost in her thoughts smiling to herself looking at the mirror, "President Cooper, dreaming of your husband in daylight!"

Aria chuckled looking at Luke's reflection in the mirror, "Do you believe I am excited as though I am the bride and this is a wedding gown? I am a mother of two and behaving like a girl in my early twenties.

Luke faintly smiled but diverted the attention, "My majesty, give me the honor to take you to the green room for makeup."

Aria chuckled, slapping his hand before she hooked her arm. She called the driver at Cooper mansion to get her car as she can't drive a sports car wearing the gown.

Aria hmphed looking at her children, "Snow, you are not allowed to marry anyone, I will kidnap and keep you for myself. My little baby is so adorable."

Snow let her mother kiss her before she cupped her mother's face, "Momma, what did you do? The gown looks more beautiful on you than the doll. I want your gown now."

Luke chuckled and carried her up carefully, "Snow, if you allow uncle to design for you, I will get you a better one than this."

Arsh: "Spoiling her again."

Arna quickly covered Luke's ears, "Uncle Luke didn't hear anything. Uncle didn't hear anything…" She yammered hoping Luke would forget it and design her a beautiful gown like her mother's.

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Aria was speechless looking at Limousine to pick the three. She accepted everything is arranged as Royal watching Snow dancing looking at the car. It was Snow and Nemo's first time in the Limousine so she didn't feel odd.

Aria's mobile rang displaying Rian's name and he spoke without letting her chance to speak, "Little Devil, there will be a professional photographer to take some candid pictures of you and little ones. Then we will have a blast at the palace and make all jealous." He laughed mischievously and hung up the call.

'Typical Rian!!' She loves how he is the same after so many years and after marriage.

Aria taught the little ones how to pose and have the demure of a classy royal family member without over showing the expression.

Arna would laugh but still looked cute whereas the photographer swooned on Aria and Arsh asking if they plan on entering commercial advertisements.

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It was half-past six, dusk sun rays painted the sky in beautiful colors. The limousine came to a halt in front of the palace main gates giving the whole palace view. The palace's yellow lights were turning on giving a stunning look to the night.

The driver bowed his head after turning backside, "Madam, vehicles aren't allowed from here. Master has arranged a carriage to take you three to the palace."

Aria hummed and saw the photographer alight soon followed by Arsh voluntarily alighted and paused remembering something. He turned around and held Arna's hand and another hand helped her with the gown when she alighted. Aria had a wide grin looking at the mini version of Alan while Arna jumped down and kissed Arsh's cheek greatly liking how he helped her.

Aria who was alighting was surprised when the little hand extended to her, "Momma!" Arsh said with an expectant gaze.

Aria controlled her urge to carry and hug him. Even though she sometimes felt he could be like a normal child enjoying life like others, she cherished his uniqueness too.

Holding his hand, she alighted while the photographer went crazy taking pictures of three while Arna quickly held Aria's dress hem seeing Arsh can't help due to height difference.

"I love my little babies." She kissed the little ones before walking ahead to cross the gate.

Arna and Aria gasped when a pumpkin-shaped white carriage came in front of them. "Momma, as in Cinderella."

Aria wasn't dumb to still think of everything as a coincidence. How could Luke have everything set for her when Arna chose the Royal as the theme? How could they choose the day exactly the previous day of the palace maintenance? Even if everything was present, the pumpkin white carriage recoiled in a string of lights wasn't something that could be arranged in two hours even if they had money.

Aria was about to ask Arna but the latter skipped front, "Dad remembers I like pumpkin carriage so much. Momma, Momma, am I Cinderella now?" She asked excitedly twirling, hopping around.

Aria didn't ask her but responded, "You aren't a Cinderella. Cinderella is a girl who suffers her whole childhood until she finds her prince charming. My baby is born a princess, she doesn't need a prince charming to be happy, she could make everyone's life filled with happiness. You are a Princess Snow."

Arna remembered the Cinderella story and nodded in acceptance before hopping again, "I am Snow Princess."

Aria turned to Arsh who realized Aria got to know. He remembered Alan taught him a lie so he repeated the same line hoping it works, "Momma, actually Dad knew the theme. He silently prepared so that Momma won't get angry thinking we are spoiling Snow."

He felt his palms wet looking at his mother's seriousness. "That's it?"

Arsh didn't want to lie but he was lying to his mother repeatedly so his eyes filled up as he apologized instead of answering with another lie, "I am sorry, Momma. I will not lie again."

Aria squatted down and hugged the little frame to stop him before he cries, "It's alright. You did for your little sister so let's consider it as a white lie for Snow's happiness."

Arsh hugged her back and asked, "What is a white lie?"

"It's a harmless lie, especially one told to avoid hurting someone's feelings. Here you lied to avoid Snow crying. But make sure to tell Momma next time. I will fulfill all the requests and dreams of you two if it's reasonable."

Arsh nodded, 'Momma, you are dummy as Dad says.' He thought and was happy seeing his mother smile.

"Did you two forget the Snow Princess?" Arna asked grumpily before crashing into her mother's embrace seeing her spread arms for a hug.