Hi! So this is a continuation of the Selection Series. Princess Eadlyn's son, Prince Carter, is going to have his very own Selection, please review! All comments are helpful, and I am completely open to suggestions, ideas, and comments!

Chapter 1: Prince Carter POV

It was the fifth selection that Ilea had held, and so obviously there was no way out of it. My parents had found each other through the Selection, my grandparents had found each other through the selection, and my great grandparents had as well. Selections weren't only a way of distracting the people of Ilea with all the fuss and commotion, but also a way of finding a partner for the next heir to the Ilean throne. Being the eldest child of the current leaders of Ilea, Queen Eadlyn and King Kile Shreave, I had to inherit all the responsibilities, including the fact that I had to take part in a Selection.

Ever since my 18th birthday I knew this was coming; there was no possible way of avoiding it, for it was tradition. Ever since my parents brought up the Selection, it's all I can think about. And clearly there is no possible way of avoiding it. I don't want to disappoint the people of Ilea; I know it's my job to keep them happy, but the Selection is no easy process.

The day my parents told me what was in store for me, they were obviously expecting me not to be completely okay with it. Of course, when my mother was my age she didn't want to have a Selection either, but she always says that she would have never met Dad if it my grandparents hadn't forced her to take part in her own Selection back when she was a princess. Of course, only the eldest child of the royal family had to take part in a Selection. All the other kids got of easy. Mom's twin brother ended up becoming king of France after marrying the princess Camille, back in the day. Mom also had two other brothers who also married into foreign royal families. But my mother had become Queen Eadlyn Shreave of Ilea.

Currently in my family there is me Sierra and Noah. Sierra is about a year and a half younger than me, but acts like she is ten times more mature. Noah is the youngest, and he's only 11. Both Noah and Sierra both look a ton alike. They look just like my grandmother, Queen America. They all three have fiery red hair and eyes that look like the morning sky. I look more like my grandfather Maxon with honey blond hair, but I have my dad's blue eyes. In a way, I look like a mix of both my father and my grandfather. But, my mother looked like she was born in a completely different family with her brown hair different features. Noah is still pretty young, so he gets to spend his days carelessly, and he only has to worry on Fridays when he needs to look perfect on the Report. The Report went on TV every Friday for an hour and a half, during which the royal family updated the people on current events. This week on the Report, they would be announcing my upcoming Selection. I am getting more and more nervous about it as time goes by. Thank goodness for Sierra though, I don't know what I would do without my little sister. She already agreed to be my spy and to update me on all the girls who could potentially be my future wife. Also, she helps me with work. My mother believed that it wasn't only the firstborn that had to help work on national problems, so Sierra helps me and we are trained to be rulers together. I'll bet it'll come in handy after she marries into the royal family and ends up ruling over some other country.

In two days the Selection would be official. I wonder what it'll be like. Of course, it'll be a new adventure for me. I haven't dated a girl before, much less 35 of them. But I wonder what it'll be like for the girls. Dad told me what it was like when he was a part of the Selection. But of course, that was different because he was with 34 other men, not women. My grandfather told me what his Selection was like, and it didn't sound to great to me. But I do know how happy both royal couples were together, the Selection definitely worked for them, so I guess it will have to work for me too.

Friday came very quickly. Life at the palace became busy as ever, leaving no time for either Sierra or me to relax or do anything fun. Sierra had to make arrangements for all the ladies. After all, I don't know what kind of furniture a girl would want in her room or what she would want to do for fun. She also had to figure out what food was to be served, how many attendants each lady needed, and other things of the sort. My mother was much to busy to anything like that. She was a full time mother and a full time Queen.

While Sierra worked on making arrangements in the palace, I worked on making arrangements outside the palace. I had to figure out how the women would be brought safely to the palace from their home provinces, and then I had to figure out how the Selection would take place. My grandfather met all the ladies and took the time to speak privately to each one and my mother had each man taken to her individually upon their arrival. Also, how would I figure out who to keep and who to send home? I guess I'll figure it out when the time comes. But for now I had to focus on the report. I put on my black suit and one of my favorite ties and headed down to the set of the Report where all the chairs were set up for my family and the other members of the government. I looked around the room to find the one person I really wanted to see.

"Are you ready Carter?" asked Sierra with a flip of her red ponytail.

"Nope, not one bit" I replied with a smile.

"Just relax, it'll be fine. I'm sure at least a few girls will apply."

"Thanks Sierra." I chuckled. She always knew what to say. She should be the one to have her own Selection.

"Honestly though, no stress. It's supposed to be fun for all of us. Tonight's the easy part; just wait until they all get here. It's totally going to be complete mayhem. And by the end of it I'll have a sister. It's about time; I can't deal with all the boys in the house anymore. Between you, Noah and dad I might as well just start wearing suits too." We both chuckled again.

By that time we decided we should start getting to our seats for the Report, so I went to go get Noah while Sierra went to talk with our parents on the set. We all took our places and the cameras started rolling. As usual, the department heads gave summaries about current events, updating and assuring that everything was going well in the country. I didn't hear a word because all I could think about was how crazy the country was going to become. Everyone would be excited and everyone would be preparing for the Selection. Then, the host of the show, Gavril Fadaye walked on stage and introduced the family.

"Welcome to the Report! Today we have some news from our very own beloved Prince and future King of Ilea, Prince Carter Shreave! Come on down, your Highness!"

I walked down to the stage where an empty chair was placed for me.

"Hello Gavril, thank you. Today I have some very important news. Because I have recently turned of age, the Shreave family has decided that it is time to host another Selection." I heard gasps throughout the audience, but I continued, "All girls of ages 16 to 19 will be eligible to enter the lottery and I hope that everyone will celebrate with me as I search for my future wife and the next daughter of Ilea." I delivered the lines that my mother had written for me and waited for Gavril's reply.

"Wow! That's fantastic! I encourage every young lady in Ilea to enter, for I know this young man is definitely worth it. Prince Carter, how are you feeling about the Selection? "

"Well, I am most definitely very excited. I am ready to find my soul mate, and even though the Selection is complicated, it brought my parents and grandparents together, and I'm sure the process will work for me too."

"Well said! Princess Sierra, how are you feeling about it?"

"I am ecstatic! More girls in the house means more fun for me, so I am definitely looking forward to it and I'm sure Noah is excited as well." Everyone looked towards my little brother who was laughing quietly in his seat.

"Well, that is it for tonight's Report. In two short weeks we will be announcing the names of the young ladies who will be taking part in the next Selection. May the odds be ever in your favor! Thank you and good night."

And with that, the Report was over, and I knew nothing would ever be the same again. This Selection was going to be crazy, and I knew that if I was taking part in it, we'd have to make sure that it would fun as heck.