Christian pov

Okay there is a girl in the training room. I cant even remember if they're even allowed in here. Lets assume they are, "You realise you are the first woman to ever step foot in the room."

Silence. Mmmm the great abyss of silence.

Finally she lets out a sigh and stops letting her arms fall away from the bright punching bag. She turns to me looking me over for a few seconds. For the few silent seconds that our eyes meet she looks lost. When she quickly turns away Its like shes aware that shes so lost. In the past hours of the selection having to begin I would be lost to. I see her turn back my way a water bottle

"Am I?" Her eyes scanned over me. They were golden colored. Not brown but gold colored. Strange I've never seen anything like them before.

"Its not like the women of Illea like exesize." She just glances at my face. I take a few seconds to really, Really look at her. She has pink scars that stick out from her dark skin. You can tell she tries to hide them by letting her hair fall in her face.

"You have met with the others right?" I say trying to rid of the silence

Slowly her head starts to move in a nod.

I want to shout at her. Are all women this difficult to talk to. I know Brooke isn't although she isnt the ideal queen for illea. "So whats your name?"

"Shouldnt you have all 35 girls names down pat by now Prince... Chistopher I beileve thats you name. Prince Christopher."

"Now that is quiet insulting Christopher is far to long of a name for someone like me. I'm Prince Christian. Now who are you since I do not have all 35 girls names down pat."

"I guess you'll have to find out tomarrow when you meet all the other 34 girls."

"Wait no name girl do you have a few pointers for me like out of all the girls which ones should I seriously concider."

"Marlynne Monroe shes a sweet girl, nice, good with people." she starts to laugh and it is one of the sweetest sounds i've ever heard. She starts to walk away. "Not short tempered." She unrolls the tape around her knuckles balling it up and tossing it into the shiney white rubage can.

JOLENE POV

My maids are angels. Pearl and Silver they moddifyed the dress so it hid my scars and they scrounged around and found me a pair of plain white keds to wear. "Leneeee," Marlynne calls from across the dinning hall and a woman with a tight bun atop her horse like face glares at her.

"Ladies never raise their voice." She has a thick German accent. "The faster you learn this the faster you can eat." So she taught us the in's and out's of you fold salad with your fork and this spoon is for tea and this knife is for meat. It was so redundant. It took us about half an hour to figure it out.

All of the Royal family sat at their table other than Queen america and Princess Ariane. The little other little one was half asleep leaning on the Prince Christians arm. "Good morning ladies," the king gave us a charming smile. "Before we start eatting as par for selections go you will be meeting with Christian one on one."

Alot of the girls clumsily did a cursty and some well all of the twos gave a princess quality curtsy. A few girls did eye batts and hair flips. I though they were utterly rediculous so did Mar by the great big brown eyed eye roll she gave me.

"Lene you okay." I'm startled a few of the other girls are staring at me a girl with long really black hair is just kinda stairing at us.

"Yeah I'm fine." In reality I'm having a panic attack. My gut is chunning in a million different directions and all I can do is think about Janis and Jonah. I wish I didn't have to leave I would at least feel better if I knew Jace was there. He was always good at taking care of us.

"Jolene!" Mar grits through clenched teeth elbowing me in my ribs. It sorta hurts when I try to stand.

Christian stands up giving me the heh-heh-I-know-your-name-now-smirk. "Lady Jolene."

I curtsy "Prince Christian" He smirks showing glinting pearl white teeth.

"Thats a lovely necklace," He pushes part of my hair from my chest running the pad of his thumb against it. "I havent seen it around my sisters neck so I assume it was yours."

"My grandmothers but I don't trust it to stay under the same roof as the rest of my family." He nodds letting the little silver heart thump against my breast.

"Hmm so how are you this morning?" He asks.

"Fine." I answer.

"How are you liking the palace?" He asks.

"Fine." I answer.

"Do you miss Yukon?" He asks.

"Not really." I answer.

"Do you have siblings?" He asks.

"Yes." I answer

"How many." He asks

"4 one older brother and sister and one younger brother and sister." I answer

"How old is the youngest?" he asks

"Four." I answer

"The oldest?" He asks

"Twenty Two." I answer

"Favorite color." He asks and I raise a brow at him.

"White." I respond.

"Can I ask you something personal," Hes rubbing his hands togeh

"No." I gracefully get to my feet and curtsy."Have a lovely day your Majesty." Giving me a bow back he tells me the same.

I am so exhausted by that point I want a nap.

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