America's POV
After my little rant to Kriss she looked like she was going to kill me. Her eyes were already shooting lasers. Steam was coming out of her ears and nose. Her hands were clenched at her side probably digging half circles in her palms.
"Maxon. You can't rule without a Queen." Kriss tried again. Maxon just shakes his head and laughs.
"You really think so low of me, that I can't run a country on my own?"
"Yeah. Maxon, you have been tutored by your father for so long, yet you suck. You are going to be a horrible King. You already are." Kriss just crossed a line. I knew it. Maxon's face pales and he looks down. I know for a fact that Maxon has always cared about how other people perceived him.
"Kriss that's a bunch of bull! I know that you know that. Maxon can rule the country without anyone by his side. Especially without you by his side! You slow him down. When you think you are helping him, you are actually doing the opposite. Everyone knows that you only married him to become Queen and clearly your plan is not working out anymore. Give up Kriss, gosh." I voice my opinion out. Maxon looked up at me with relief in his eyes.
"Gosh America! I never knew that you cared so so so much for my husband! No, wait I did know that you cared so much. You know more than you really should. You know you might even care more for my husband then your own." Kriss knew she crossed another line. I look down at my side and at Aspen. He nods at me in encouragement.
"Well Kriss if you really want to know, Aspen and me are as close as ever! You know as friends." I say and her smirk faded from her face.
Kriss let's out a loud scream. She throws down the staff that was placed in her hand and she stomped on it out of anger. The sight was actually really funny to witness.
"Fine all you stupid people! I never cared for Illéa anyway. And yes I planted the bomb. Yes, I tricked Maxon into thinking I was pregnant. Yes, I'm a freaking rebel! I admit it. I only wanted the crown. What's the saddest part is that Maxon and all of the people of Illéa actually believed I loved him! What bull! I was using you Maxon. You didn't even see it coming-"
"Umm... actually Kriss about everyone in the palace including your husband knew you were playing him. You just had Clarkson wrapped around your finger so you wouldn't be thrown out, but now that Clarkson hates you, Maxon hates you, about everyone hates you, I'm guessing you'll be thrown out of the palace." I cut her off and this was my turn to smirk at her.
"Ughhh I hate all of you! Illéa won't be the same without me ruling. I was your only hope you know! This will go down in history for the worst decision ever made by a country!" Kriss yells at the top of her lungs.
"Guards please take Kriss to a holding cell. We will father investigate her after this is done. Please and thank you!" Maxon tells over Kriss's rant. Guards take Kriss's flailing arms and legs and walk her down to the double doors. She screams and kicks and bites. I felt bad for the guards. Kriss's parents follow their daughter yelling at the guards to put Kriss down.
After Kriss and her family is somewhere wondering the halls on their way to the jail cells, everyone claps and cheers. Maxon bows his head, smiles, and waves. He steps up to a mic to talk about what just went down.
"Hello! I'm guessing you were expecting a coronation." Maxon laughs and everyone else laughs a little. "So I guess I could rule alone. But that wouldn't be any fun would it?"
"No"s erupt from the crowd. I had no idea what Maxon was doing. What was he talking about? Who would be the queen by his side?
"So you might all get to see a coronation here if the lady I ask says yes. First I'll make a long and hopefully heart warming speech." Maxon clears his throat and looks down in silence for a bit. He then looks back up and meets my eyes. There was a glint in his eye that I couldn't mistake for anything but mischief.
"America Singer Leger." Maxon started with my full name. It still felt weird to hear Aspen's last name after mine. "I have loved you for what seems like forever. I know that you are with Aspen right now, but what you said back there makes me believe that maybe you two are breaking up? If I'm correct?" I give Maxon a subtle nod and he smiles widely. "America I knew when I first met you that things in my life would change for the better. With you in my life, my life has been way more exciting than ever before. You get me in a way that no one has ever before gotten me. You listen to me. You support me. And lastly you are my best friend through thick and thin. So basically I'm asking if you, America Singer would do me the honor of becoming my Queen and becoming illéa's next queen as well." Maxon finishes.
The whole crowd is silent. You could hear a pin drop. I wondered if it was so quiet that people could hear have fast my heart was beating.
Me? A Queen? Maxon's Queen? Is that what I want for myself? All I know is that I want Maxon. What if I don't want the Queen part of the relationship? What if Illéa doesn't like me? I know that lost of people liked Kriss. Well they liked the idea of her. This could change my life forever. Never mind, it already has changed my life.
I hope you guys are enjoying it as much as I enjoy writing it! I know this was a shorter chapter but to be fair my last few chapters were really long! What do you think America will say? What do you think Kriss will get for trying to deceive the crown? How will things change if Maxon rules alone, or with America? Also give me ideas for punishments for Kriss!! Please please comment and vote!!
I will post again on 8/9/18
Spoiler: the fate of Illéa and America is decided!!
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