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Chapter 41:

A soft lullaby floats out of the nursery and I peer inside to see America swaying with one of the children in her arms. She got up the other day after a long week of rest and would not leave the nursery for anything. Every moment she was awake was spent with the children. I found myself quite jealous at times.

Leaning in the doorway I watched as she circled back to the crib before placing the child back in its crib. While her back was turned I came over and wrapped my arms around her waist. She leaned back into me but her eyes never left the baby. I looked down to see little Olivia's eyes looking sleepily up at us.

"Can you teach me that?" I asked her softly. "She never falls asleep for me."

"Have you tried Alex? He takes much longer." she asks softly, moving towards him.

Lifting him out, she comes over to me and places him in my arms. I cradle his little head in my hand and look down into his small face. He seems to have a sort of smile that tells you he knows he's a pain. I chuckle at the sly smile and turn to America. She's leaning against the wall with her eyes closed.

"Why don't you go get some rest?" I asked her softly, placing Alex back in his crib.

She smiles weakly. "I find that even after days of sleep I'm still tired."

"Darling, have you seen the size of our son?" I joke with her. "I'm sure you're tired."

She chuckles softly. "But I find myself wanting to be in here all day."

I wrap an arm around her waist and pull her close to me. She lays her head on my shoulder and wraps her arms around me. Swaying back and forth I hum to her like she did the children. She lets out a giggle before humming back. I feel her grip on me loosen and scoop her up in my arms. Wrapping her arms around my neck her hums become fainter. Slowly walking out of the room I walk her into our bedroom, now adjoining the nursery, and lay her on the bed. She stretches before letting herself accept how tired she is. I watch her sleep a few seconds before slipping out of the room for dinner.

My eyes shot open when I heard the sound of the alarm. I tried sitting up but found my body too weak. Then I heard the children cry and I managed to stand.

"America I got them." Maxon told me throwing on a robe. "You get down to the safe room."

"No." I said softly. "I'll get Olivia."

"I'm in no mood for arguing, now go!" Maxon said pushing me towards the secret door.

Obediently I went when he disappeared through the door. But I waited until hearing his footsteps only a flight above me. I stood on the landing and waited for him to come down. When he appeared around the corner he gave me a glare that sent my blood cold. "I told you to go down to the safe room."

"And I said no." I said. "Plus you have your hands full."

I took Olivia out of his arms and we walked in silence down to the safe room. From Maxon's expression I knew he was fuming but I didn't care. Let him be mad over something as little as waiting for my husband.

Reaching the safe room doors we slipped in and the door was sealed behind us. It felt odd that knowing almost two years ago we were all in here with the other girls. Except then I was only being a friend to Maxon, now I was more. But now it was only Maxon, Amberly, and I. Wait! Where's the King? Amberly was patiently waiting for him to stride through the door. Maxon sent me a worried glance but I found I couldn't even move. Sure he's an abusive parent but I'd prefer not to have him die like this! He…he hasn't even seen his grandchildren. If he doesn't I will blame it solely on myself for taking that one joy from him.

Hours ticked by, still no King. The attack was still raging above our heads until…there was silence. I cast a glance at Maxon who nodded to the guard at the door. The guard slowly inched the door open and peered out. Nothing. "All clear, Your Highness."

I stood up and found my knees were very weak. Leaning heavily on Maxon we both took the stairs up to our room. I took Alex from Maxon's arms so he could open the door and when I saw the room I gasped. This wasn't like a normal attack at all. They basically burned our room to pieces! Everything was charred and burnt. I saw the pictures that use to sit on my vanity mirror were now mere scraps of ashes. All my memories erased.

"Your Majesty?" someone asked from the doorway. Maxon and I turned to see a badly wounded guard. His eyes were downcast and he seemed to be close to collapsing. "Your…your…Father…he…he…"

But the guard collapsed and his eyes stared blankly at the ceiling. I wanted to cover my mouth to muffle a scream but couldn't. Maxon on the other hand looked ready to murder someone. I walked over to the nursery door but was stopped by a hand on my shoulder. Either Maxon didn't want me to see it or was too upset to. But I had to see the nursery, if it was untouched or not. He opened the door for me and I walked into the dark room.

Nothing seemed to be touched besides the cribs. They were both knocked over and the canopies were shredded but everything else was untouched. Then I noticed the blood in them. They were deep red stains covering the entire small mattresses. Written in that blood was a message. One that my eyes couldn't read another second. As soon as I read the words Olivia and Alex cried in my arms.

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