Betrothed (The Selection series and Red Queen Fanfic)

Chapter 68- Mistake

"Ow!" I hissed as I clutched my aching arm.

"Sorry" Wendy mumbled.

We were playing catch when Wendy accidentally hit my injured arm. Her face turned pale when she saw blood staining my sleeves.

"Crap" I mumbled before dashing towards the hospital wing.

The nurse were quick to help me with my gun wound. When the disinfectant hit the main cut, I can't help but shriek in pain.

"Everything will be fine, Your Highness," I swallowed my screams and tried to relax my body. "There, there" She was finished bandaging my wound.

"Thank you" I said then walked out of the hospital wing.

I walked slowly trying not to do something extraneous that can lead me to another visit in the hospital.

Amielle spotted me walking to my room, he back against the wall, coat off and sleeves rolled up. He looks comfortable an more boyish looking.

"Are you alright?"

"Yeah. I'm fine, just got another bleeding" I answered.

"Come with me," He gripped my hand gently. "Someone visited today and asking for you"

"Who?"

Amielle just shrugged and smiled brightly. I focused on matching his pace towards the throne room. The guards opened the door and let us pass.

There was my visitor talking to my sister. His silver-grey eyes lit up at the sight of me.

Kieran.

Gingerly, I touched my hair and some of the curls bounced on my shoulders.

"Delancy, long time no see," I looked up through my lashes and saw that he was smiling. "You look radiant. As always" He winked.

I blushed fiercely. All I could hope for was, Maxon beside me to give Kieran a piercing gaze.

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"Father told me that I will be marrying a princess. I thought that was you but then we met her last week," Kieran looked down. "Typical french beauty"

I was shocked. French?

"Hold on. French beauty? is it Princess Daphne?" I asked, Kieran looked at me like I was insane.

"How did you know?"

"Because Maxon is currently meeting her"

Kieran sighed, Amielle gave me nudge.

"She told me she wants to see the guy she loves before the wedding," He met my gaze. "Was it Maxon?"

"Yes" I whispered.

We all fell in silence, my feet makes this giddy shake. I want to go out and do something rather than sitting here with Daphne's fiancé. Then, a cellphone rang making us look for the source. Kieran fished out his phone and answered it in front of us. He even put it in speaker.

A high pitched voice and hitching breath was all we could hear.

"Daphne?" Kieran called.

"K-kieran! It's over. He's getting married as I am! I thought I have a chance" Daphne cried, I can hear her french accent even thought she's crying.

"Does he loves her?" Kieran asked calmly.

"Yes! He said he loves her and wants to get married to her. Only her!"

"Who is she then?"

"America Singer"

"What?! I'm going to kick his ass! Daphne where's Maxon?" I yelled.

"H-he will be staying here for three days" Daphne whispered.

"Raven! Book me a flight to France this instant!" I screamed.

"America?" Daphne asked.

I looked like a darn mess.

"Certainly not! I'm Maxon's fiancée. Princess Delancy" I spat.

Raven dashed out of the room while I furiously typed on my phone. I quickly dialed Maxon's number and he answered immediately.

"Delancy!" He greeted cheerfully.

"You idiot! Don't tell me you love me!" I yelled.

"But I do love you! What are you talking about?"

"You told Daphne you love America and not me! Stop lying you indescribable little freak!" I yelled.

"Hold on dear. Cal and I are both here in France. He's the one Daphne's talking about"

"B-but.... I-I'm sorry.... I-it's just that- you know what I meant" I shrugged, my face red due to so much humiliation. If Mathew was here, he'll laugh at my face.

Mathew...

I miss him. Once in my life I, Delancy Seraphina Mortensen, admitted that I missed my older brother.

You only realized they mean so much to you once they're gone...

Stop it! What are we talking about here? Yeah, Maxon.

"It's fine dear. I already thought this would happen" He said calmly.

I ended the call then faced my company. They all burst into fits of laughter, I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms.

"Ha Ha! Laugh all you want. I don't care!" I scoffed.

"Over acting!" Wendy teased.

"Hey! What would you do if you're in my situation?" I challenged them.

They stopped laughing to wonder what was my past situation with Maxon before. Their eyes showed sympathy when they recalled everything. Kieran was out of the discussion because he went out to comfort his 'French honey'.

"Alright were you talking about a while ago?" I broke the ill silence.

"I asked Anne to make a simple dress for us" Wendy answered.

"Us? Matching dresses?"

"Yup!" Wendy answered, popping the 'p'. "Don't worry, I told her to give us different colors"

"Mine was delivered to my room last night," Mare informed everyone then turned to me. "I bet your dress is already there"

"The dress is supposed to be for??" I asked.

"Tomorrow! I'll be hosting a tea party. Last week, we sent a letter to Italy, France and Netherlands. They we will be here by tomorrow. And you get to see your Maxon once again!" My sister cheered.

"I don't own him" I spat.

They stopped talking.

"My apologies sister. I meant to say was-" I held a hand out to cut her off. I looked at her and smiled.

"I get it. I'm just stressed," I sighed. "I'll be in my chambers if you need me"

I cast a lazy wave before turning my heels from them completely. I tried to acknowledge every palace staff that curtsies. I flopped down on my bed once I entered my room, my maids gasped when they saw me.

"Hi" I greeted lazily them gave them a smirk before dozing off.

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Someone's shaking my body and I groaned as an answer. I even swatted the hands.

"C'mon sis time to wake up its already five in the afternoon"