That evening I sent a quick note to my father, telling him I accept his offer for the selection.
That evening I finished my report on the international relations. As I was just about to ask Macey to dress me for bed I heard a knock on the door. Macey as usual ran to answer the door.
"Macey is Zoe in?" My mother asked
"I'm in here mother" I shouted
My mother walked and told Macey to return in ten minutes.
"Zoe my dear how many times do I have to tell you be more regal when you speak and quit the shouting"
"Yeah, well today day hasn't been the greatest"
"That Zoe does not mean you forgot who you are and what is right and wrong. Anyway Zoe I'm here to talk about your selection. It's a different and difficult process. This year you'll make all the choices, me and your father can't make them for you anymore. This is the first test the nation will see you do. They will all be rooting for someone. This is your opportunity to show them that you can make the best choices for yourself and the best choices for your country. Undoubtable there is a lot of pressure on you but Zoe my dear you must not give up" she said while holding my hand looking me in the eyes as if she was trying to find the five year old who needed her mother's hug.
"But the truth is Zoe the man you choose will be your husband and there no turning back, so be wise. Don't judge anyone by their cover. Don't force yourself to like someone that's not for you. Don't change yourself to impress the man you want. Zoe the man of your dreams will walk through those doors in 2 weeks and he will find a place in your heart as you will find a place in his hear for yourself. If it's meant to it will happen and nothing will stop it. So remember be wise be careful and don't hurt yourself. A broken heart hurts more than anything, trust me I learnt that from your father" we giggled as I fought back tears. I knew this day would come but not this fast I hoped I could still be young and infatuated with Stephen. But tables turn and my table had just turned.
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FanfictionMy mother and father had a fairytale love. All girls wanted to find love and happiness the way my parents did. But the difference is my parents are your royal highness king Maxon and her royal highness queen America of Illea. I always knew as a futu...
