Loyal readers, I'm Rose McIver,
and before you indulge
in A Christmas Prince: The Royal Baby,
I wanted to take a trip down memory lane
to remind us all how we got here.
This is A Christmas Prince.
We start in New York City,
where struggling writer Amber,
that's me,
gets the most challenging assignment of her career...
What do you know about the royal family of Aldovia?
Aldovia?
...to fly to a beautiful foreign country
and cozy up to a hot, mysterious prince.
Life is hard sometimes.
But forget all that. It seems like the real question
on everyone's mind is...
Where is Aldovia?
So you know what?
Let's just settle this once and for all.
Aldovia is--
Wow.
So, Amber arrives in Aldovia, and in order to get the story,
she sneaks her way into the castle
where she gets mistaken for Princess Emily's new tutor,
and of course she just kind of rolls with it.
That's me. The tutor.
It should be the perfect disguise,
except that Amber doesn't exactly fit in.
She struggles to curtsy.
Your face...
Something wrong
-with my face? -No.
Fails at flirting.
It's perfectly normal.
Perfectly normal?
And almost breaks every single thing in the palace.
I am so, so sorry.
Was this expensive, or...
Only 15th-century Ming porcelain.
I'm so sorry.
And this is all while trying to do her job:
take down the prince.
But Amber encounters another tiny problem
in her quest for journalistic excellence.
She and Prince Richard start falling for each other.
This involves a lot of snowball fights,
dramatic rescue from wolves,
and some good old-fashioned holiday romance.
But the falling-in-love thing makes her job even harder,
especially when she finds out
that Prince Richard is not the blood heir to the throne.
Oh, my gosh.
Turns out he's adopted.
This is the scoop that could make her career,
but Amber is, you know, feeling a bit conflicted
about ruining his life, now that she loves the guy.
Break the story.
This is somebody's life we're talking about.
You know who doesn't mind ruining Prince Richard's life?
It's his cousin, Simon. That's right,
no Christmas movie would be complete without a Grinch.
If Richard abdicates the throne,
then Cousin Simon's next in line.
Male bloodline.
It's totally unfair.
He is the Grinch trying to steal Aldovia.
Well, well, well.
All of the royal secrets come spilling out
at Richard's coronation ball,
which is a real shame for Amber
because she pulled off the impossible task
of pairing Converse with her ballgown.
This Christmas prince
is not the blood of the late king.
Richard!
Please, wait.
But she does save Christmas Day, quite literally,
when she discovers
that Richard can stay on the throne,
thanks to a hidden royal decree.
Stop!
"Though my blood may not run in his veins,
Richard, Prince of Aldovia...
is my son."
So Prince Richard becomes King Richard...
Long live the King!
...and Simon slinks off into the Aldovian night.
And Amber?
Well, Richard swoops in with a very romantic proposal,
which leaves her with the heartbreaking choice
between a career writing about D-grade celebrities
and working part time at her dad's diner,
or marrying a rich, hot prince
and getting to live in a palace for the rest of her life.
I would choose option number two as well.
Which leads us to
A Christmas Prince: The Royal Wedding.
We're fast-forwarding to a year later,
and we've still got all the royal faves.
We've got sassy Princess Emily.
-Amber! -Richard, and of course,
the return of Cousin Simon.
Some things have changed, though, like Amber.
As a future queen, she's a bit of a celebrity now,
and cryptocurrency turns out to be
something you have to worry about a lot in Aldovia.
I should've known this was about
getting your hands on the kingdom's money.
Thanks, Simon.
But with her fairytale wedding just weeks away,
not everything is turning out perfect for Amber's big day.
It's just not working.
She's dealing with
an overzealous wedding planner,
a fiancé trying to save his people from financial ruin.
What about our jobs?
And a wedding dress that...
Well, it's a lot.
It's perfect.
I can't see.
Luckily, Amber's friends show up
and agree to help her solve that pesky problem
of Aldovia being on the brink of financial ruin.
It's two days before your wedding.
Your best friends just flew halfway around the world
to celebrate, and you want to work?
So Amber puts on her best undercover journalist outfit
and she investigates.
After some careful sleuthing,
they figure out where all of Aldovia's money is going,
and no,
it's not towards a revival of Princess Emily's hit play.
It's into the pockets of King Richard's trusted
financial advisor.
Lord Leopold.
So it seems like Cousin Simon is off the hook
as this year's Christmas Grinch
and he's back to being a good guy.
Now that Aldovia is officially safe,
we can get to the wedding fun,
like the bachelorette party,
a dress that's much more Amber than Sahil,
and of course, wedding- appropriate Converse.
There's even a royal conga line,
because believe it or not,
you can take the Amber out of New York,
but you cannot take the rhythm out of Queen Helena.
So now Amber and Richard are married,
and you can probably guess
that a new heir to Aldovia is on the way.
Will it be a boy?
Will it be a girl?
I don't know, but it will definitely be entertaining.
Actually, I do know. It's a--
So grab your wine, cozy up and get ready to watch
A Christmas Prince: The Royal Baby,
only on Netflix.