"But I thought there wern't any more rebels since you disolved the castes?" Maxon looked down sheepishly. "Maxon, what the HELL HAVEN'T YOU TOLD ME?"
"There are still Southern Rebels. They don't want more the castes dissolved. They want the monarchy overthrown."
"Why?"
"I don't know America! I don't know anything! This my first time being king!"
"What about me? At least you had some training for this!"
"Yes, because my role model was so great!" With that he stormed out. "Get dressed and meet me downstairs."
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The Honeymoon
FanfictionThis sort of bridges the gap between The One and my fanfic, The Two After the Selection: Book 1
