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Maxon POV

I throw my hands up in frustration. Where were they? I've been searching for America's maids for hours. I wanted to invite them to the first meeting of the Maxerica club. Yes, I know it is a bad name but I'm hoping we can come up with a better one at the first meeting.

I wasn't sure if America's maids would appreciate seeing me now considering I had just broken their lady's heart, but I didn't have any other option. Besides, they could hardly refuse their crown prince. I hated using my title to get others to help me, but America was far too important.

I circled the palace once more and there was still no sight of America's maids. Out of patience, I spotted a maid scurrying down the hall in the opposite direction, her head down and her hands full of dishes.

A burst of inspiration hit me and I walked up behind the maid. I cleared my throat deeply and asked "Pardon me, but could you help me?" Caught off guard the maid whirled around to face me, dropping everything in her hands in the process. I quickly bent down and helped her clean up, placing the dishes gently in her arms. "Sorry for startling you miss but do you think you could do me a favor?" I asked sweetly.

"Of-of course Your Highness", she replied shakily, smoothing down her dress in the hopes to look more presentable. I had a hunch that she had never been addressed directly by a member of the royal family.

"Do you by any chance know the whereabouts of the former maids of Lady America?" I inquired. She looked puzzled so I quickly added more details.

"Their names are Anne, Mary, and Lucy", I clarified. I smiled internally at myself for successfully remembering the names of her maids. I remembered the time she got shot during the Selection and I didn't even know the name of her head maid who had stitched her back up. I had then learned all their names in the efforts to be more polite. Plus I wanted to get to know the girls who took care of my love.

Understanding dawned on her face. Then she looked troubled for a second, but that expression disappeared as quickly as it had appeared.

"I'm sorry your Highness, but they aren't here", she said apologetically.

"Where are they?" I queried.

"They are at Lady America's house. Queen Amberly permitted it.", she answered. Her face didn't show at sigs of pain or sympathy. I gave a sigh of relief, my secret was still safe.

"Do you by any chance know when they will be back?" I asked. She shook her head no.

There was no way I was going back to America's house, not after the state I had left her in. I guess I would just have to wait for her maids to return. Meanwhile I could start recruiting other members.

"Thank you for your help-", I paused, not knowing her name.

"Alice", she supplied.

"Thank you Alice", I said with a smile.

She smiled back in return.

"Well, I'll need to get back to my work", I said. She nodded her head and turned around to leave.

I turned around to leave but before I could take a step 3 words were whispered into my ear.

"She's a keeper."

I turned around in surprise. But all I saw was the back of the maid, walking down the hallway.

I stood there frozen in shock. Were people still rooting for America? Even after the competition was done?

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