Hey, so first of all I would like you to know that I am a Dutch girl who is writing this down in English so please forgive me if my sentences aren't correct. I'm trying. I hope you like this, even though it is a very small chapter.

"The most painful goodbyes are the ones that are never said and never explained." _

Everyone of the Royal Family survived the attack when we lost so many people that horrible day. I was thankful of that because I was now part of the Royal Family. I was Princess America Schreave. Maxon and I where standing in the middle of the room sharing our first dance as a married couple and I couldn't be happier.

My dress was beautiful. Mary did a really good job, she was the only one of my first maids that was still with me. Anne didn't survive the attack and I missed her so much. Lucy decided to quit and I knew that she and Aspen would getting married any time soon, even though they weren't engaged, yet. The upper part from my dress is form-fitting to my hips, and falls from that point wavy to the floor. The crown on my head is heavy, but also gorgeous.

My family looks so happy, and when I look at Amberly, I smile. Now she has a daughter like she always wanted, and I was glad that I could be that person. Amberly was such a wonderful person. King Clarkson doesn't look really happy, but I couldn't care at the moment. Today was about Maxon and me. Everything just felt so right and all the guests are happy, including Maxon and myself.

'You look beautiful, my dear.' Maxon said. 'I love you,' I just shook my head at it. 'I love you more,' I said to him. 'And I love you the most, America Schreave.' He placed a kiss to my forehead.

'You should really stop calling me that, you know,' I said. 'But what should I call you then? Honey? Sweetheart? Dearest?' he said.

'I don't know. As long as you say it only to me.'

'Of course I'm only saying it to you, dearest.' He raised an eyebrow. I smiled at it. 'Dearest would be fine.' This time he was smiling.

I just couldn't stop looking in those loving brown eyes of his. We danced slowly at the music, witch was a good thing for me because I can't dance. At the end he gave me a light kiss on the lips and the guests applauded at us.

We made our ways to meet the guests. We started at one end of the room, which were the Italians. 'Congratulations!' Nicoletta said while she gave me a hug and a glass of wine. 'Thank you, I don't know if I would of made it to here without you,' I said to her in our hug. She had helped me a lot whit "how to become a good princess" and we've become good friends. Illea now had the alliances with Italy and that is something we all were happy about. 'Of course you would, you're amazing!' I giggled. I looked at her red cheeks, apparently this wasn't the first glass of wine she was drinking.

Last Maxon introduced me to the Royal Family of France. 'America, this are the king and queen of France and their daughter Daphne.'

'It's a pleasure to meet you,' I said with a smile on my face. Daphne just kept looking at Maxon. Was she still in love with him? Id bothered me a bit but I know he had no feelings for her, he told me all about it. Maxon put an arm around my waist and I could tell he was uncomfortable. 'Well congratulations again, enjoy,' the king said. 'Thank you,' Maxon said. We walked away to our table.

'That was awkward,' I admitted to Maxon. 'I know,' he said with a smile on his face.

It was also awkward to talk to the other girls who were in the Selection but they all seemed happy for Maxon and I, even Kriss, even though you could tell she was hurt. Like always, the food was delicious. I don't know if I could ever get enough of it but at the moment I didn't really care.

We ate food, danced and had the most wonderful time ever. When it was time to cut the cake everyone gathered around us. We both held our piece of cake out to put it in each others mouth, but of course, we both smashed it in each others face. We both laughed and kissed. The cameraman pictured everything and I would ask for the pictures after the wedding. We wanted to make a collection of pictures against an wall in our bedrooms so that we could held on to moments like these.

Now we were sharing another dance. 'I can't wait to undress you later, my love,' Maxon said with a mischief grin. I blushed at the thought. It was something we both looked forward to, but I also would have to explain something to him and I don't know how he would take it. It happened very quick, which was the point, I guess. Windows shattered beat and everyone screamed and dove away. Next thing we heard were a lot of gunshots. I stood petrified until Maxon pulled me to the ground, while everyone else ran to the hidden safe room in the corner of the room. Maxon pulled me to the safe room, we were the last ones to enter. I fell to ground as the door was shut.

I was breathing hard. 'America, are you alright?' Maxon asked. I could hardly respond with the pain I was feeling in my chest and stomach and lay still. Maxon noticed and kneeled down next to me. 'O my gosh, America, you're hit. Please just stay with me, okay? I'm getting help.' He said in panic while he was picking me up. I just nodded. I was shot? On my wedding day? Seriously?!

I looked down at myself, he was right. My beautiful white dress was now covered with blood that came from my chest and stomach.

The pain was horrible and only grew every second. 'Please stay with me, everything is going to be alright, I love you, please just stay with me,' he begged. I nodded. I waned to answer but I couldn't. My body was shaking heavy while Maxon ran his way down to the safe room with me in his arms. My eyes started to feel heavy and I just wanted to go to sleep, but I fought against it. I knew I couldn't go to sleep right now.

When we entered the big safe room Maxon shouted for help and the people stared at me. Maxon laid me gentle on the ground while my head rested on his legs.

My dad took my hand and tears were gathered in his eyes, like the rest of my family. I was so thankful he was still here with us. He had a hart attack a couple of months ago and survived. The people all were shouting tings, but I couldn't hear it, or respond to it. After what felt like forever, but were probally only a few minutes, my eyes slowly started to close, until I felt a horrible pain pressed on my stomach. 'Sorry you're Highness, you need to stay awake, can you do that?' someone said. I guess it was the doctor. He looked up at my family. 'If her eyes are starting to close again, press on her wounds,' he informed them. They nodded.

They all were saying things to me, but I couldn't hear it. My eyes started to close again until I felt another pain in my stomach again. It didn't hurt so much like I expected it would but my eyes were open again. I knew at that moment I couldn't handle it anymore. With my very last breath I said 'I love you all.' And then my body was pulled into darkness.