America becomes a 6.America works in the palace making clothes and jewelry for the royal family and any guests. She is the head of that area of staff. But one day when she has to fit Maxon for a princely suit that is so fancy will they have an immed...
I just sit with Maxon throughout the attack. Guards come to get us and they see my clothes and point to shoot. "Wassup guards, " I greet with a laugh. They stand down. Maxon picks me up and starts to walk towards the door. "You know I can walk, " I say. "That means you wouldn't be in my arms anymore, " he says. I blush. I end up falling asleep in his arms on the walk to wherever we were going. I wake up on his bed. I am not sure where he is. I sit up for a minute. Maxon walks out of another room in his suite. He's wearing dress pants and an unbuttoned white dress shirt. His hair is a little wet and a mess. I stand up. "Sleep well?" Maxon asks. "Yeah, I didn't even know I was tired, " I laugh. "We have the report tonight but you don't have to participate if you don't want to, "Maxon says wrapping his arms around my waist. I put my hands on his chest. "Oh my gosh! The report!" I exclaim running out of the room. I rush down to my room and I hop into the shower.
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I get dressed and do my hair and makeup. I rush over to the report studio room. I walk over to Maxon who is on the stage. He smiles. "Maxon, why didn't you tell me I looked like the walking dead earlier?" I ask. "Ummm because I don't lie, " he smirks. "Maxon I looked dead why didn't you tell me?" I ask. "Because you're always beautiful." "Maxon I looked so bad, " laugh. "When have you ever looked bad?" he says skeptically. "About two hours ago at least, " I laugh. "America you probably went through hell. I didn't want to see you like any kind of dead, " he says putting his hands on my waist. "I love you, " I whisper. "I love you too my dear, " he says kissing my forehead. "Don't call me that, " I warn. He smiles. "America I'm not saying this because you were fat or anything before the attack you were quite skinny but did you lose more weight?" he asks. "Ummm I don't know, " I say. "When was the last time you ate?" he asks. "Ummmm breakfast of the day the Italians came, " I answer. "America!" he says. "Darling we are going to have dinner right after this, " he continues. I nod. We sit down and the report starts. Gavril talks for a while. "Alright now to hear from Prince Maxon and his girlfriend, Lady America, " Gavril says. Maxon and I walk over to Gavril. "So anything new with one of my favorite couples?" Gavril asks. "Well America came back this morning and I couldn't be more overjoyed that she is here, " Maxon says. "Mind telling Illèa what happened your highness?" Gavril asks. Maxon looks at me and I nod. "Well, the palace was attacked by the rebels the same day the Italians came to visit so about three days ago, " he starts. "We couldn't get her back which was very unfortunate. Then finally in another rebel attack this morning America left the rebels to find my parents and me. When I saw her walk through those doors I was so incredibly happy. You can love a person with all that you are Gavril but you don't truly realize how much you can't live without them until you are forced to, " Maxon says. I got teary-eyed during his little speech. I try not to cry. I dab under my eyes. "Now that your highness is a frightening story yet a beautiful ending. Looks like someone agrees, " Gavril says motioning to me. "I swore I wasn't going to cry anytime soon on another report, " I say. Gavril laughs. Maxon gives my hand a little squeeze. "So your highness do you mind if we just speak with Lady America?" Gavril asks. "Be my guest, " Maxon says walking to his seat. Gavril and I sit down. "So Lady America what was going through your head during all of the rebel stuff?" Gavril inquires. "Well, I was just thinking of the fact that I may have never seen my family, friends, or the royal family again, and umm nevermind, " I say laughing at the end. "No please go on, " Gavril. "So right after breakfast on the day of the attack Maxon well he had his arms around me and he didn't want to let me go but we had to get ready for the Italians coming to visit which I sadly never got to say goodbye to...but anyway I told him that it's not like he wouldn't see me that evening which got him to let go but I didn't see him that evening, " I say. "Awww, " Gavril sighs. I'm on the verge of tears yet again. "Lady America looks like you are not the only one who might cry on this report, " Gavril says pointing to Maxon. I turn around to see Maxon on the verge of tears. "Last time I listen to you, " Maxon jokes. I roll my eyes. Gavril and I have a bit of small talk but then he asks, " So you two seem to be quite a in love can we be expecting a proposal soon?" I turn to look at Maxon for a moment and I turn back to Gavril. "Well very straightforward tonight aren't you Gavril, " I joke. "Well I'm not sure yet Gavril it really depends on when and if he asks, after all, I simply just have to answer a question, " I respond he laughs a little. "Are you ready for him to ask?" Gavril continues. "Depends, " I say. "On?" Gavril pushes. "When Maxon is ready, " I respond. "Is his highness over there ready!?" Gavril asks. "Possibly, " Maxon responds. Maxon's POV... I definitely do want to propose shortly but I don't want America to know that. I wink at Gavril and he smirks understanding what I mean. America gets up and walks back over to me. She sits next to me and wraps her arm around mine and I hold her hand. "Last time I let you go, " I whisper. She blushes.
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