Maxon's POV
Right when I thought that everything was going to work out, a bomb was set off in the palace. The bomb injured more than fifty people and killed five. Today we all wear black grieving for the killed. We have investigators all over the palace trying to figure out who caused it.
America has tried so hard to get everyone to see that it's Kriss and the rebels. She told my mother who is in the hospital wing. She also told me and some maids. The investigators told us that the bomb was not brought by air. Someone in the palace was the one who planted the bomb. Right in my mom's room. Good thing she wasn't there and she was common room. The common room and her room are on different floors but in the same general area. Her leg was beat up pretty badly and she had a minor concussion.
Most injured were maids or other help. If I hadn't met America when I did I wouldn't pay any attention to the help but she showed me that they are people too. The investigators wanted everyone to give an alibi and answer some questions.
We all file down to a meeting office opposite of where the bomb went off. We would meet in the common room but it was a mess and had ashes all over the place. Not good for anyone's health.
We were all wearing black, even the investigators. Then out of the blackness of the crowded room I see Kriss. She is wearing a bright pink dress with her crown. I've told her multiple times that she doesn't need to wear her crown inside the palace, but she doesn't listen to me and wears it anyway.
The crown she is wearing isn't exactly a royal crown because she's not Queen yet, but it is one of the princess' crowns. She asked my dad if she could have access to them.
"Okay ladies and gentlemen-" one of the two investigators cleared his throat and said.
"Don't you mean your majesties and common folks" Kriss interrupts. Everyone just stares at her like she is the dumbest piece of work in this room. Even my father.
"Please. Keep going." I say finally to the investigators. And he nods at me as if he's saying thank you.
"So we need to alibi of everyone in the room and some more people are coming later. We know it was planted by someone in the palace." He says and makes eye contact with everyone in the room. I can see how nervous some people are. They are shaking.
"Okay. Investigators you are in charge. Who would you want to see first?" I ask and they think about it.
"The royal family please." Agent Mark said. He was the head investigator and I was close enough now to see his badge.
All three of us-father, Kriss, and I- go into a smaller conference room. My dad looks sad. Not nervous. I knew he couldn't have planted the bomb. Even how horrible of a father he is, he wouldn't do anything to try and hurt and/or kill my mom. I just know it.
"We will ask you in private in there," Mark said and pointed to a not so little closet. That's where they set up their things. It's a room where you can hear the people outside but they can't hear you.
"Clarkson. Please come with me first." Mark says and my dad doesn't move for a second or two. He hasn't been called that for a while. Now that he doesn't have a royal title it's difficult for him to get used to it that way.
Clarkson's POV
I follow them into the closet they call their office for now. It's not small but it isn't too huge.
"Please sit." The one in charge-I'm guessing- says and points to the seat across from him.
I sit and wait for their questions to come flying at me.
"Where were you when the bomb went off."
"In Maxon's office helping him transition to his new role as king. I've been giving him tips and helping him." I say honestly. I'm not lying. I have been helping Maxon transition. He can confirm it.
"And were you there an hour before the bomb went off as well?"
"No I was with my wife. We went to the garden for a stroll. We have enjoyed the time together since we've stepped down." I smile at the thought of Amberly. My greatest love. "After maybe about 45 minutes in the garden I went to the office and sorted papers while Amberly went to read in the common room." I add on.
"Okay thank you. That will be all."
Kriss's POV
I stand there in awkward silence with my husband. He doesn't say anything and when I ask him a question he just answers it with a one word response.
"Kriss. It's your turn." Clarkson says to me as he come out of the room. I walk over and go into the small closet.
"Where were you the time of the bomb going off?"
"In Maxon and my room reading." I say. It was so easy to lie. Really I was at the opposite end of the palace. I wasn't going to be hurt by that thing I planted. Or should I say that Dr. Britney planted.
"Who do you think planted this bomb?"
"America Singer. She was trying to kill the ex-King I'm guessing." I say to try and throw her under the bus.
"That is all thank you."
Maxon's POV
Kriss comes out smiling and see just points to the room telling me it's my turn. I go to the door and breath. Let's do this.
"Welcome Your Majesty. Please have a seat" Mark says and smiles at me. I know I'm have to be honest.
"So none of this will get out. Right?" I ask to make sure I can be totally honest with them and know they won't tell the press or any of Illéa.
"Correct. We have a secrecy policy." Mark says and smiles at me again. "Okay the first question is where were you when the bomb went off?"
I take a deep sigh and rub my eyes. "I was in America Singer's room. Cheating on my wife..." I add the last line as a after thought.
"I totally understand your pain. Your wife is a piece of work." Mark laughs which makes me happy that he agrees with me. "I mean I was actually rooting for you and America." I smiled at that comment.
"Thank you. Anyways any other questions?"
"Can you confirm that your father is helping you transition to being the king?"
"Yes he does help me." I nod.
"Where were you an hour before the bomb went off."
"Well I don't really know it's all a blur for me. I got beat in my office. From my father." I don't want to look at their faces but when I do I see sympathy. I keep going. "America helped me to my bringing me to her room and bandaging me up." I say lastly. They nod and then tell me that's all they need and let me go. The come out with me and get the next few people.
"America, Lucy, Anne, Mary, and Aspen." I tell them they don't need to lie about my beating and they already know. I say it softly so America and her maids are the only ones that hear. I nod at Mark and his partner. Then I'm off.
I really hope you are enjoying this story!! The bombing shook things up a bit didn't it? Are you glad the queen is alive? I know some people wanted Clarkson to be dead but I kind of wanted him there because Amberly needs someone to lean on in this accident. Also I'm guessing you aren't surprised it was Kriss who bombed it. Please comment and vote!!
I'll post again 7/28/18
Spoiler: round two of alibis
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