Betrothed (The Selection series and Red Queen Fanfic)

Chapter 8 - Betrothed

Delancy's POV

The reception was nice, just like mom and I planned. Flowers with every color scattered the ball room. Tables lined up perfectly, they were numbered , so we won't get confused. There's also an elevated platform in the middle of the room.

Two majestic chairs were placed there. The massive wedding cake was placed beside the newly wedded couple's platform. The quartet silently playing a gentle song. The room smelled like the gardens.

Some of the Royal guests, personal body guards, positioned themselves in the far corner we design for them. Our guards are on red alert.

After a few introductions, we sat down and ate. I ate less, knowing I will be stuff all day. There was a garter thingy, then Wendy threw my flower bouquet, I didn't participate though, I'm really distant now. Having rebels to interrupt this occasion is the last thing on my list right now. I just watched them with watchful eyes.

When the day was over, they started fixing the ball room. Maxon and I stayed to look, I just looked at our maids. I don't know about Maxon.

Amielle bursts in along with Celeste and America. He's holding a guitar. He had this smirk that I can't read.

"I want to play a song" He exclaimed. Then played 'Worth it by Fifth Harmony'. We love pop music.

He began dancing, it's his skills. I just smiled at him, still anxious about tomorrow. I'll have a speech. I don't want to have mistakes.

To relax my mind, I grabbed the guitar and played a simple song. 'Fifteen by Taylor Swift' I love it. The way she sang it, it's so relaxing.

"Nice play" America said from behind.

"Thanks!" I said looking down quite shy.

She sat next to me and I hand her the guitar. She began playing a song called, 'Wonderwall'

America sang the first lines and I unconsciously sang the chorus. We were having a great time. We didn't noticed Maxon, Amielle and Celeste crowded us.

"I don't know my sister's a singer?!" Amielle says rubbing my head making my hair ruffled.

"Hey!" I exclaimed reaching for his hands.

He just laughed and I rolled my eyes.

"You're so talented, Del. You should sing sometime!" Maxon says kissing America's temple. "And you, my dear owe me a song!" America blushed fiercely.

"I've been waiting all the time to finally say it.
But now I see your heart's been taken and nothing could be worse.
Baby I loved you first..." I sang silently but loud enough for them to hear.

"Singing your heart out, eh?!" Celeste questioned raising her eyebrows at me.

"Not really! I like that part, though" I replied. I don't know what's happening me, Its like, I can't stand looking at Maxon and he's with someone else.

I'm confused. And I'm screwed!

"DELANCY!?!" Dad called.

I stood up, straighten my dress and hair.

"Yes, dad?" I answered.

"I've been looking everywhere for you!" Dad said gently, kinda catching his breath.

"Father! You scared me! I thought I did something wrong.... You shouldn't ran, really" I said helping him upright himself.

"I don't want to let a guard call you because I know how stubborn you are... I have something to discuss with you" He said simply. "Amielle and Maxon, you need to come with us"

We headed towards his office. Mom, Amberly and Clarkson were there.  I began to panic, I don't know why. I sat down in front of Maxon, beside Amielle.

"I think we're screwed!" Amielle whispered.

"Massively Screwed" I whispered back, Clarkson cleared his throat.

"Maxon" He called.

Maxon jerked his head up. Looking at his father.

"Maxon. Son, You know the your girls despise me. Good thing is, Two girls already volunteered to give up" He began. Maxon's eyes widen.
"The Selection is off! You are betrothed to the most beautiful and intelligent princess, you'll ever met"

Maxon's face turned pale.

"WHAT? You'll marrying me off? No! I don't want to marrying a princess. I'm marrying America!" He spat making his father angry.

He's screwed. Massively Screwed.

"You're marrying a princess and not a commoner! She will be your queen and nothing else! End of discussion!!" King Clarkson shot back.

"Who is she then?" Maxon challenged

"She doesn't want to tell you. She wants it to be a surprise. You have two weeks to get married" King Clarkson says simply looking at his son with amusement in his eyes.

They finished talking and now it's my dad's turn to say something. He was about to say something when I stopped him.

"Please don't tell me I'm betrothed to someone I don't know!" I blurted out with hardness in each words.

"I'm afraid you are" Dad said gently reaching for my hand but I slapped it away.

I didn't have that outburst like Maxon but my head's down and I'm crying.

"You can't tell me to marry a stranger!" I cried looking at my parents, tears streaming down my face.

"Darling. You have to. You're meant to" Mom answered trying to be calm. "And as for Amielle, he's free to marry Celeste and rule in other of our lands"

"Why me?! For the love of God, why me?" I questioned calmly. I glanced at Maxon and he looked at me with sympathy.

"Because you're the only princess left here" Dad answered impatiently.

"I'm seventeen years old! I can't marry a guy I don't know! You're killing me!" I burst out, I  literally wish the rebels would attack us, killing me.

"DELANCY! Your mother and I let you become a normal girl since you were a kid! You didn't have to stress yourself in you princess duties... This is will be the only thing you can give back to your citizens!" Dad scolded.

"Why can't I do my work then! Why can't I just sit here, attend meetings, plan wars, and do budget cuts?! I can do my work and my brother's works for my whole life... Just please, don't let me marry a guy I don't know!" I pleaded and I sunk on my knees to beg for mercy.

They were shocked though.

"I'll do everything! I promise! I'll rot myself here, doing all the job. Just please... don't marry me off" I pleaded, my breath hitching and I can feel my claustrophobia attacking me. I feel small.

"Technically, you're marrying a guy you know" Dad said.

My face deadpan and he looked towards the guy.