Chapter Eighteen

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I look around the garden. Smiling politicians greet one another while others stand off to the side snacking on finger sandwiches of sipping on lemonade. I have to refrain from giggling as they turn from one another and roll their eyes or clean off the fake smile they were wearing.

I sit back in my seat and observe the German Royal family's children instead. It consists of three little boys from age three to seven. Maxon is chasing one around the garden while the other two are spying on people from behind a cluster of bushes. Their mother shakes her head as she approaches me.

"They are quite the handful," she says as she sits in her throne. I grin and shake my head.

"They are a pleasure to have. I am very glad you chose to bring them with you," I tell her. She sighs. 

"The only reason we did was because they scared off their nanny two day before we were supposed to leave. You'll see one day how hard it is to find a decent nanny," she says. I bite my lip before looking down. "Um. . ." she says, telling how uncomfortable it made me. 

I shake my head at her. "It is fine. One day I am sure Maxon and I will have little ones running around just like that," I tell her. She smiles and opens her mouth to respond as King Garrick walked up. 

"My darling," he says as he kisses Queen Hylla on the head. He bows to me before giving me a "Hello, Queen America." I nod in response as he sits on the other side of Queen Hylla. 

Suddenly, I have gasped and screamed out the name of my husband. 

Hi. Short chapter. I was about to give you some long boring thing but I decided against it. Oops.

Disclaimer: Kiera Cass owns The Selection, not me.

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