The next week and a half went by quickly. Mother had forgiven me for my outburst and didn't mention The Selection again. Once it was time for the report we all gathered around the TV and watched the many announcements that the king made.

King Charles was an old man, to say the least. His was withered, small and fragile. His body looked like it was on the verge of falling apart, but his voice was hypnotizing. He demanded respect, he commanded the room, he held control, he was The King.

He continued to talk on and on and on, an endless amount of announcements just because the world was waiting for a different announcement from a different royal family member.

The Prince walked up to the podium, flashing a startling smile. He was the polar opposite from his father. He was tall and muscular. His dark hair was cut short, nearly shaved. Basically definition of handsome. He cleared his throat, and looked directly at the camera.

"Hello, my beloved people. I know you have all been waiting patiently for me to announce that I would be holding my very own Selection like many royal members have before me. While I have put it off for quite some time, I have decided the I am ready to find the love of my life at the wake of my 20th birthday. I hope you will all join me in this journey and support me and the 35 ladies that will be joining me. As you all know, the King is not getting any younger, and will be retiring from the throne in more or less a year. After a long 50 year reign he is exhausted, but our enemy across the sea is not tiring…I will be ascending the throne very soon and will take with me a Queen. Because of this, it is important that I choose a woman fully capable of jumping right in. In the past, most Selection's have lasted roughly 6 months. In order to ensure that the woman I choose is ready I expect The Selection to last a bit longer. I plan on ending this long time war with France and I want to make sure all my decisions are the right ones. This competition has be long awaited, and you will not be disappointed. We will all get to know these women very well. Without further ado, I will announce the ladies."

I listened on as he named many beautiful women from Caste 4 and up. I noticed their beautiful smiles, and perfect skin. I felt the small amount of hope that I had disappear as I looked down at myself. I had pale skin. In the town of Fennely they didn't believe in cutting down trees, we lived in tree houses. Therefore, there wasn't much sun exposure. I had broad shoulders and big thighs. I could grab the skin on my stomach in my hand. I wasn't fat, in the traditional sense, but I wasn't skinny either. I was squishy. I was almost 5 feet tall. Brown hair, blue eyes, your basic girl. Why the hell would they choose me.

I felt myself getting annoyed with all the faces that appeared on the screen. I didn't even want this. Yeah, the Prince was hot and charming and whatever, but I didn't want to fall in love. I just really wanted to make some friends and after you think about something for a bit you get bummed out when you realize it won't happen.

I focused in on the screen again when they announced our area.

"And the lady from Fennley will be," The Prince announced. "Silver Anderson."