A/N: Think of this as chapter 2.5 No Serenity in this chapter, she's out shopping for clothes.

Ophelia watched as Rastus sautéed onions in a pan. Flipping them ocasionally, the second princess hadn't even spoken. The mage turned off the stove and turned.

"Did you want something Ophelia or were you just going to stand there?" The mage said as he flipped on a rice cooker.

"I just wanted a potion." she said

"I already told you I can't make you taller or prettier." Rastus began, being cut off by Ophelia.

"No, not that... I just wanted you to make a calming potion, I have a recital tonight and I'm a little nervous. Rastus rolled his eyes and tossed Ophelia and mint green potion.

"Drink that right before the recital, it's fast acting but fleeting." Rastus said. Ophelia looked at the swishing liquid, it looked like mouthwash. She uncorked it and it smelled like mouthwash.

"Is this mouthwash?" Ophelia asked, Rastus shooked his head.

"Yes, I just put mouthwash in a bottle and gave it to my employer's daughter before a big recital." He said sarcastically.

"Sorry I asked." She said putting the bottle away. She shifted her feet Rastus turned around and tended to his rice cooker.

"What's on your mind, Ophelia? You would have left by now." The mage asked, he would never admit it but he cared for the royals.

"Nothing much, I'm just concerned about the Selection. People have already said that I'm too similar to Serenity. What if the guys just prove that? I'm concerned that I'm just a copy of Serenity." Ophelia said. Rastus didn't turn, he didn't want his rice to burn.

"Ophelia, you are you. Serenity is Serenity, you have similar interests, yes and you're better at painting, she's better at singing. You are more different than you think you are. You've made a job out of your passion. You're studying at the Angeles Province University, granted for fashion but still for something different. Don't let yourself be defined by your older sister, Ophelia." Rastus said as he flipped the rice cooker's switch to keep the rice warm.

"Plus, you're better at Clue." Rastus said.

"You're never going to let that go, are you?" Ophelia said, out of everyone Ophelia always won board games.

"Just watch, I'm going to beat you in the next murder mystery" The mage said! Ophelia laughed and left. She had to get ready for her recital.

Justine was reading a book detailing the history of vampires as she sat in her room. The young blonde pushed her glasses up as the slid down her face. Her head only turned up when she heard her door open.

"Oh, Nurse Gummy... here to give me my check-up results?" Justine said, the nurse nodded.

"Yes, and as usual. Everything is well. Including your sisters." She said before leaving. A middle-aged man wearing a burgundy dress shirt, brown slacks, an ugly red and blue polka dotted tie and medical coat came in.

"Dr Armitage... I assume everything is well." Justine said, going back to her book.

"Yes, but you know that's not why I'm here." The doctor said. Justine shifted her eyes to the man then back to her book.

"Serenity is going to forget and Father would just use the family doctor." Justine explained, Dr Armitage nodded slowly.

"I see... just know that I can't be here throughout the Selection." he said. Justine looked up again.

"I'll call when needed. Having 35 different people here, some of who are literally demigods. Our poor Doctor Kay won't be able to handle all that. Especially when she sees that a demigod may have 2 hearts or no heart at all." Justine then shooed away the doctor as she continued to read.

"Fascinating... "She said as she stuck a bookmark where she left off and placed in on her desk. The young princess stretched.

"Reading all this historical stuff is murder on my mind. I think I should take a break." She said turning to her bookshelf. She slid her finger over her book before noticing some books that weren't there previously. She took one of the new books out. It was two hands holding out an apple.

"Is this that trashy... ugh Quinn." She grumbled as she tossed the book on her bed. She went through her collection, taking out every book that Quinn had planted. A book about children fighting to the death for food, A book about a woman who falls in love with a billionaire, some trashy book about a girl entering a competition to win the heart of a prince.

"Why does that sound familiar?" Justine said as she looked at the cover. It was a girl in a blue dress staring at the reader.

"It's probably nothing." she concluded. By the end of it she had 20 books on her bed. She would have to go looking for her missing books but for right now she plucked a book from her shelf at random.

"An Unsuitable Job for a Woman... I don't think I ever finished this" Justine said as she opened the book and began to drift into the world of P.D James.

Quinn was in the garden playing a harmonica, much to the annoyance of the gardeners. Quinn was mourning that last days of his freedom. Soon he'd be having to share the palace with 35 random men.

"Ugh, sharing a palace with sweaty dwarves, smelly wolves and sparkly vampires is gonna suck." He complained to a servant, Argyle. The young servant merely nodded.

"I mean why can't Pops just buy Serenity an island and ship her there with them. Or better yet why don't they travel the world and Serenity can just give roses to whatever guy she wants to suck face with. Auntie Delilah can host it, make that a TV show." He told Argyle. The servant boy merely poured another glass of pink lemonade.

"At least I can prank them, right? Serenity won't mind if I slip some sludge powder into someone's drink. Simple stuff." Quinn said, leaning back into his chair.

"Or I can just tell them fake stuff about Serenity to get them out quicker. Think I might settle on that." Argyle nodded, agreeing with everything the young prince said.

"With all due respect, Prince Quinn can I go back to doing my duties?" Argyle asked. Quinn said no, King Georgios hadn't given Quinn a personal servant, so the prince made Argyle his servant.

"I'm getting bored of this. Let's go Argyle." Quinn said setting down his harmonica.

"Shall I get the Legos... sir?" Argyle asked. Quinn took a deep breathe.

"I'm not a little kid, Argyle. Stop asking if I want to play with Legos!" Quinn said, storming off into the palace

A/N: This was originally intended to be a magic lesson... anyways! Good news everyone. You are now allowed to submit two characters! Reserve your spots now and whatever.