Your Royal Husbandness (The Selection fanfic)

Ch5:Honeymoon

Maxon's POV:

We went on our private jet and settled. The maids helped us with our suitcases. 

"Thank you so much, Mary," America thanked her as she sit down. 

"Anytime, your highness," She curtsied and left us in the room. 

"It's gonna take 9 hours, you should better rest," I told America as I helped her with her seat belt. 

"But I don't feel tired," She protested. Oh America, always so stubborn, I can't help but love her more. 

"Darling, it's gonna be morning when we arrive, you don't wanna be sleepy and exhausted when you could go travel around, do you?" I tried my best to convince her.

"Okay fine. But you and I are gonna watch a movie before we sleep."

America picked a Rom Com, and to my surprise,  I quite enjoy it. 

During the movie, we held hands. We would whisper little things to each other that either put a huge smile on our faces or made us laugh. The movie was amazing. Both romantic and funny, perfect for us. America always have a good taste in movies, and I'm glad I let her do the picking. 

America was yawning not long after the movie ended.

"We should sleep now," I whispered as I placed a blanket on her and tucked her in. I wrapped my arm around her, and she placed her head on my shoulder. I looked down at her, her eyelids were already fighting to shut. Finally, she gave up and closed them. 

I kissed her forehead and decided I should better rest as well. I fell asleep after a little while.

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America's POV:

I could feel fingers stroking my hair. I flickered my eyes open, and see Maxon looking at me. 

"You're awake," 

"Yeah. When did you woke?" I mumbled as I sit up straighter. His arms still wrapping around me. 

"Not long ago," He smiled, "I think we're about to land,"

"Perfect timing,"

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America's POV:

We finally landed. Mary and two other maids, Greer and Nina, I believe came in to pick up our stuff and followed us out. 

The moment I got off the plane, the beauty of the scenery hit me like a tidal wave. "Oh. My. God."

"Welcome to Milan, my dear," Maxon pulled me closer with his strong arms. 

"Oh Maxon! This is gorgeous!! I can't believe it!" I exclaimed as I put my hands over my mouth.

We arrived our hotel suite after a limousine ride. The streets, the churches on the way were beautiful. I wonder how they would look at night with all the city lights.

After we checked it and got our luggages in the suite, we headed out and have a walk. We saw breathtaking architectures around the city as we walk. 

"They're amazing! I've never been outside of Illéa, all these are just a lot for me to take in," I couldn't contain my excitement. 

"Well, I've only been to Milan once before, and it was purely for business, I didn't get to walk around the city, so it doesn't really counts. You and I are gonna explore together." He explained and took my hand. "It really is beautiful here. The churches, the rivers and so much more."

We spent the afternoon walking somewhere nearby our hotel. We headed back to our suite at around 5 to get showered and prepare for dinner. 

"So we're gonna have the best dinner you'll ever have tonight, and I want you to put on your prettiest dress and smile tonight," He grinned on the way back. 

I headed for the shower after Maxon washed himself. While I was washing away the soap on my body, I heard Maxon shouting outside. "Hey America, meet me at the top floor after you get cleaned up," 

"Okay!" I yelled back at him from the bathroom.