Schreved

Chapter 25

Once the sirens that meant we were good to come out sounded, Maxon and I were more than happy. Today was the day that we would announce our engagement to the world.
"Maxon, I have to go talk to your mom but I'll be right back." I walked over to him and pecked him on the lips.
"Okay America, and get some sleep before this evening," he said with a smile. I smiled back at him and kissed him one last time.
"I love you."
"I love you too."

As I walked out of Maxon's study, I realized I only had on a tee shirt and spandex. I had found some extra clothes in the Safe Room and Maxon had found some comfy pajama pants and another tee-shirt.
I made my way to Queen Amberly's room. Once I got there I knocked three times.
"Who is it?" She called through the door.
"It's America. I need to talk to you." I wanted to talk to her about the engagement.
"Sure, dear." She opened up the door. She was in a yellow nightgown and her brown hair was in rollers. "What is it?"
"Um, well, Maxon is proposing to me tonight on the Report and I just wanted to talk to you about it." She squealed so loud some glass would probably break.
"What do you need to know? Oh! What does the ring look like? How did he do it? When will the wedding be? Ohhh my gosh this is awesome! I knew it would be you!" She wrapped her arms around my neck and shook me like a salt shaker.
"Umm. You know how after we watched all those movies and we went to my bedroom and there were flower petals every where? Well, he did it after you left. I don't know wen the wedding will be, and this is the ring." I held out my left hand and showed her my beautiful engagement ring
"America that's beautiful! Awe!" She wrapped me in a hug again.
"Wait. Where were you and Maxon at during the attack? Y'all weren't down in the Royal Safe Room." She was curious.
"We were in one that is in his office." Relief flooded over her face.
"Oh. Okay! Now, let's talk about the wedding of the century!" She shouted.
We talked for about four hours about the wedding and other things.
"Amberly, who were the people that attacked? Was it the rebels?" She shook her head no.
"No it wasn't. It was the French. They had declared war on Illea like I told you and we haven't done anything about it yet. So they acted first." She had a sad look on her face the almost instantly was replaced by anger.
"I just, I just hate him so much! Why did he have to do that? Why her? What's so special about her?" She was mad now and I could tell she needed to hit something. I handed her a pillow out from behind me. She put it on her face and screamed into it.
"And what did I tell you about wearing those shirts! You don't even have a bra on this time! And spandex!" My face instantly turned red.
"I'm sorry Amberly! I totally forgot I was wearing this!" I got up and covered myself. She got up too.
"It's fine, dear. I'm just joking with you!" I let out a breathy laugh and shook my head in disbelief.
"Well, I better get going. I still have to get ready." She nodded and hugged me.
"Okay, by America," She yelled at me as I was walking out of her door.