America's POV
"You're Highness, you need to relax, or you will over stress yourself," the Doctor tells me. "If you don't you could have major health issues pop up, and we don't want that."
"But Doctor I have to help run this country somehow," I say knowing exactly what she means. If I don't stop I could have another, bigger heart attack. This time I got lucky for it was only a minor one. I have had so much on my plate after Eadlyn's wonderful idea with the toys, and on top of that trying to be a mother and be around my kids, and all the work I need to do since I am now Queen.
"Well you need to figure something out because if you don't the next time you could die," she responds. It slowly sinks in. I could die.
"Okay I will try, but please don't let Maxon know, I want to be the one to tell him," I say before getting up and leaving. I decide to take the rest of the day off and hid in the room I stayed in when I was given for my selection.
I locked the door, and crawled into the bed and let the tears roll down my cheeks. I am scared to tell Maxon, but what scared me more was that I would be a terrible Queen for I have to stop some of the work I need to do to help the country. I stay there for who knows how long, but after I let unconsciousness take over.
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The Honeymoon
FanfictionThis is a fanfic that takes place between The One and The Heir, written by Kiera Kass (These are the Selection series). This is a fanfic of Maxon and America's honeymoon.
