Crown Prince James

All the Selected girls were in the ballroom again. It was becoming a weekly thing. The maids had made sure that the marble floor was spotless, and that there was nothing out of place from the decor to making sure that there wasn't a speck of dust anywhere.

Matt was beginning to talk to more of the girls, and he was currently talking to Lady Karsyn. She seemed to like Matt, and they kept laughing every now and again. Lady Karsyn did seem a little immature, but it seemed like a façade she held up. She did intrigue me though, and she always wore the same necklace that she had brought with her.

I watched as the duo laughed again, and Lady Karsyn ran a hand through her blonde locks, which seemed to be a habit of hers.

"James?" Alexis called, "Look, there's a magazine on the Selected. I thought you'd like to know what the public feel."

I gave her a grateful smile, and took the magazine from her as I murmured a quick thank you.

Prince Matthew seems to have calmed down a bit from his last encounter at the club. The Selected have been at the palace for a month now, and Prince Matthew seems to be getting to know the girls better. A little over three weeks ago he was seen with Lady Esmeraude playing darts at the theme park Skyfair. The duo seemed to be having fun, and it seemed like their date got better and better as it went on. They ended up playing darts, and having a great time overall.

Lady Esmeraude wasn't the prince's first date though, in fact, it was actually Lady Rhea. We don't know much about their date, but we only hope it went as well as the one with Lady Esmeraude. The prince was also seen with Lady Larissa, and Lady Emerson briefly where they had a small conversation. They both seem like promising contestants, and we'll be waiting for more information regarding both Lady Larissa, and Lady Emerson.

Due to the fact we had already invested most of our time looking into what Prince Matthew seemed to think of the Selected we took the pleasure of creating a poll to find out which of the Selected are the countries favourite pick.

In first place we have Lady Bexley. Although we haven't seen much of her she seems like she's going to take the palace up by a storm, and leave an impression on us whether we like it or not. The brunette has an intriguing aura surrounding her, and we can't wait to get to know her better. We all loved her when she spoke on the first Report episode, and she ended up making a space for her in our hearts. We just can't seem to get enough of her.

I stopped reading the article when Brooklyn walked in, and asked for everyone's attention, well more like demanded, but it worked. Normally, I wouldn't give her the time of day, but from the look on her face she seemed like she was going to cause trouble.

"Prince Matthew," she called, her voice dripping with fake concern. "Didn't it hurt?"

I'm almost a hundred percent sure that everyone had the same look of confusion on their faces. Matt also seemed confused on what was happening. Ambrosia had told me that he had decided to ignore Brooklyn so he hadn't been in any contact with her; she was probably trying to get attention. To her attention was everything. Her question was also quick, and blunt which wasn't a very Brooklyn thing to do since she liked to drag things out. She probably wanted to ruin something before anyone had a chance to stop her.

Matt just gave her a confused face before turning around, and trying to ignore her.

Brooklyn walked until she was in Matt's vision, and continued to speak grabbing everyone's attention. "You know, how you recreated your first date with Athanasia with the blonde. Didn't think you'd stoop that low."

What was she doing? The laughter that was once prominent in Matt's eyes had left, and he was just staring at Brooklyn. He didn't seem like he was going to do anything, he just seemed defeated, and like he just realized that he was starting to do something he promised he wouldn't– he was beginning to care.

"Athanasia left you. Do you want Blondie to go too?" She questioned mockingly. "You didn't seem like the type of person who would just forget about her. I mean, there's twenty girls left here. Are you just going to let them steal the crown? Athanasia wouldn't have liked that."

Matt just stared at the dark haired girl before turning around, and walking away. I took a step forward to go to him, but a hand landed on my shoulder.

"He probably wants to be alone," Alexis whispered. "Leave for a bit or he'll just close up even more."

I nodded, and let out a sigh. "It's just every time he takes one step forward he ends up taking two steps back."

She gave me a sympathetic look before taking my hand as we existed to the room. The Selected, and anyone else who was in the ballroom also seemed to be leaving.

"We have an appointment to see the babies soon," Alexis mumbled absentmindedly as we started walking up the stairs to get to our suite.

"Will we able to tell what genders they are?" You could probably hear the excitement in my voice. We had told everyone that we going to have twins, and they held the same emotion as us. The country had taken it well too, and they had started making potential names.

"No," she shook her head, she always looked cute when she did that, but, to be honest, I found everything she did cute. "What gender do you want them to be?"

"I don't mind. All I want is to have two healthy babies," I answered gaining a small giggle out of Alexis.

"That's such a cliché. What do you really want?"

I sighed, she knew me so well. "I want a little girl."

"Go on," Alexis urged as I opened the door to our suite, and we both entered. The curtains were pulled back allowing the sunlight to shine into our suite, and my paperwork was spread along my desk reminding me of the hours of work I had to do, but it didn't register fully in my mind, we were talking about our babies the paperwork could wait.

"I want to be able to spoil her. I want her be adored by everyone, and she'll lighten up everyone's day. I want to give her whatever she wants. We'll both love her endlessly, and she'd always have the best birthdays ever. When she got older, and if she wanted too, she could shop to her hearts desire or she could just play sports, that would be okay too."

"Do you have a name picked out too?" She questioned teasingly as she pulled her blonde hair out of its ponytail; she hated it being up.

I nodded, "Aricia. It means Princess of the royal blood of Athens."

Alexis wrapped her arms around me, and I pulled her closer to me. Her blue eyes meeting my green ones, and her body pressed against mine, "What if both babies are boys?"

"We'll love them both just as much."

Alexis leaned in, and pressed her lips softly against mine, "I love you," she whispered.

"I love you too," I breathed before I reconnected our lips. God, I love her.

Prince Matthew

I was in my suite, and Evelyn was sitting next to me. It was like the day I found out about the Selection, but it was different this time. I was letting them in, them being the Selected, and things were finally looking up. Brooklyn just had to come, and mess things up for me, didn't she?

After debating in my head I got up, and left my suite. I wasn't going to let Brooklyn tear me down. I messed things up for myself; that was my fault, but Brooklyn wasn't going to do it.

"Where are you going?" Evelyn questioned.

"I don't know," I answered. "I'll talk to some of the Selected. Brooklyn isn't going to be the one to mess things up for me."

Evelyn gave me a smile; she had wanted me to do this for a while.

I made my way down to the second floor, the floor where the Selected's suites were located. I stopped at one of them, and it turned out to be Larissa's.

I knocked on the door, and a maid opened the door. She seemed preoccupied with something else, but she when noticed it was me she gasped, and sunk into a curtsy.

"Your Highness," she spoke, her voice quiet. "How can I help you?"

"Is Lady Larissa here?"

She gave me a small nod, and went into the suite probably to call Larissa.

"Issa, the prince is here," she tried to whisper, but failed miserably, and I held back a chuckle. The maids could be amusing at times, and they practically lived for gossip.

"I'll be there in a moment," I heard her call, and exactly after a minute she was at the door dressed in a fuchsia A-line gown. The only reason I knew that was because of Jessie's rambling about a new fashion store that's opening up in Angeles.

"Issa?" I questioned.

"It's a nickname most people call me."

I gave her a nod, and took her arm. "Come on, Issa, we're going on a date. How do you feel about art galleries?"

Lady Larissa Emille Langer

I followed Matt as he led me to a door. There wasn't anybody else around her, just us two. We seemed to be below the kitchens, and the place didn't seem like it had been visited too often besides a few maids every now and again.

"This is an entrance to the palace that's pretty much forgotten. It was used decades ago if anyone needed to escape the palace, or even enter, without anyone noticing," he explained quickly. There was probably more to that, but I didn't push for answers.

"I use it when I need a break. I need a way to sneak out of the palace sometimes," he winked before he opened the door. "Come on, Issa."

We ended up going to a car, and Matt got into the drivers seat. I didn't know he could drive. The curious side of me asked him about it.

"Well, I haven't actually drove since I was eighteen, but I didn't want to you to have to wait for the staff to get a chauffeur because you hate when your schedule is interrupted, and I did kind of spring this onto you."

I gave him a smile, and blushed a little, we hadn't spoken a lot, but when we had I had absentmindedly commented that I didn't like unplanned things.

He was being so different to how he was portrayed on camera. To be honest, I disappointed with how he was when he had the whole bad boy persona, but there was someone underneath, someone better.

Prince Matthew

I had just gone a date with Issa, and I honestly really liked her whether it was romantic or friendly feelings Issa was staying for awhile. We had ended up spending the afternoon wandering aimlessly around the gallery. We had looked at some of the works, which had different varieties from what people interpreted America was like, and from a piece of art with a backstory behind it. It was all interesting to observe, and learn about.

Issa knew more stuff than me. While I had just been taught stuff from tutors that just ended up ranting at me she seemed to genuinely fascinated by these type of things. Note to self: make sure to find out more things Issa likes. I did know that she was story illustrator, and that she loved art. I had learnt that from a conversation with her and Emerson, who had told me to call her Emmy.

I had ended up going through the forms, and Mom made me memorise all their names. Although I had been putting in a bigger effort I hadn't been able to go on a date with most of the girls that were left. I had eliminated some after the dates because of their annoying personalities. I was rude, but I didn't bother with them. It's not like they were staying.


A/N: How did you guys like the chapter? Also, if any of you have a Pinterest you should check out my account, my username is Oh_sugar, but my name on there is the same as it is on here. I have some boards up for the story. By the way, I meant to go in more detail with Larissa and Matt's date, but it wouldn't have been good. Let me know what you thought in the reviews.