Disclaimer: I do not own any characters, or plot, other than the ones I create. They all belong to the amazing Kiera Cass
It was only a second before Maxon regained his cool demeanor.
" I was just down the hall, and was coming to explain my choice to the both of you before the cameras showed up, but it seems we have other thing to discuss."
I looked at Kriss and was at least console by the fact that there was no triumph in her eyes. On the contrary, she looked sad for me.
"Kriss would you please return to your room? Quietly?"
Maxon instructed.
She curtsied and disappear down the hall, eager to get away from the situation . Maxon took a deep breath before looking up at us again.
"
I knew it" he said.
"I told myself I was crazy, because surely you would have told me if I was right. You were supposed to be honest with me."
He rolled his eyes.
"I can't believe I didn't trust myself. From the first meeting, I knew it. The way you looked at him, how distracted you were. The dang bracelet you wore, the notes on the wall, all this time when I thought I had you and then suddenly I lost you again...... It was you"
he said turning to Aspen.
"Your majesty, this is my fault."
Aspen lied.
" I pursued her. She made it perfectly clear that she had no intention of being in a relationship with anyone but you,but I went after her anyway".
Without responding to Aspens excuses, he walked right up to him, looking him in the eye.
"What your name?" Your first name?
He swallowed. "Aspen".
"Aspen Leger"
, he said, testing the words.
" get out of my sight before I send you to New Asia to die"
.Aspens breath caught.
"Your majesty, I-."
"GO!"
Aspen looked at me once,then turned,and walked away. I stood there, silent and still,afraid to risk a peak into Maxons eyes.When I finally did,he nudged his chin toward my room,and I went in, with him following me. I turned to see him close the door and rum his hand through his hair one time. He moved to face me,and I saw his eyes catch on the unmade bed. He laughed humorlessly to himself.
" How long?"
He asked quietly.Still in control.
"Do you remember that fight-" I started. Maxon interrupted.
" We've been fighting since the day we met, America! You have to be more specific!"
I shook where I stood.
"After Krisses party."
His eyes widened.
" So basically since he's got here,"
He said, something like sarcasm in his voice.
Maxon, I'm so sorry. At first I was protecting him, and then I was protecting myself.
* time skip to the report*
( this is know my own writing, before that was the talented Kiera Cass)
By the time the report came, I had gained a sense of tranquility, though it was a minuscule amount, it got me to the part when Maxon had sat down next to Kriss. He was saying how foolish he was to even consider a dirty 5,and how his father was right all along. This nearly broke me until Maxon turned to me, I assume because he saw my tears and said. America Singer you will put on a smile, you will hold it until I say so, and then you get out of my life forever! Maxon said in a raised tone. I was shocked, I had never seen this part of Maxon before, and by the looks of Kriss, she didn't either, but she carried on as being polite as now, I guess, princess. But since Maxon said that to me a realization swept over me, and thought, if I ever got him this mad when I was his wife, surely, this would happen again, so I decided that I was over Maxon, I didn't care anymore if this was the way he acted when he was mad
Then every thing was a blurry. Maxon proposed to Kriss, and seemed happy, but not to the point where he was thrilled. I congratulated Kriss, and said I was so happy for her, then left the castle, my home, or so I had thought.
Even though I technically am a 3, I can teach now, which I had also wanted to do for a while. So I took a train to Clermont, Celestes province, we rode together. I told her about Aspen, but we both were in another world. I asked her if she was going to the wedding and she said we could both go together. I agreed.
I went to the nearest school to see if I could get a job there. I went to the office when a man, about my age, maybe a bit older came confidently striding in the room and asked me if he could help me, but I was awestruck at how handsome he was. I finalu snapped back into reality, and remembered what I had came here for, hi, I am America singer, and I would love for you to tell me what steps are required in order to teach at this school.
