I just uploaded the first chapter! I just hope that you guys like it and keep reading it as I upload.

Right now I am thinking that there will be two or three more chapters to be written. I am sad to see it end so soon but also happy that I have finished it.

Enjoy!

Abruptly Maxon and I stood up and faced the regal woman I'd spent months with during the Selection. The current Queen of Illéa was standing in my dooropening, looking at the two of us expectantly as if she was expecting us to solve this whole thing right now.

"Don't look at me like that, darling, you shouldn't be surprised that I found you here." She winked before walking into my office and sitting down next to her son. She put down a manila enveloppe in front of me with a sad smile. "That's more information I was able to get you. I hope it helps you get rid of Kriss."

"Even if it doesn't, I am sure Lee Gon will be able to get me more information tomorrow. I will get rid of her by the end of this month-"

"No, with this information I'm sure you can get rid of her as soon as tomorrow... And you will get rid of Clarkson in the process." She said with a hesitant smile.

Maxon turned to his mother quickly, probably thinking the same thing I did and was scared he didn't understand het correctly. I took the enveloppe with a heavy heart, sincerely scared of what was inside it and what it would mean to me. What information it would hold.

"What does that mean? Getting rid of father?"

I looked over the files and the pictures enclosed. "Queen Amberly, with all due respect but are you sure that you want me to use this? This could ruin your entire family- even Prince Maxon's credibility may be questioned. I can use this but I need to make sure that you are a 100 procent sure. I don't want to do this if you're not sure, I can always dig deeper and then use something else."

"It's not the first time." She said.

I frowned, "What's not the first time? That your husband has an affair or that Kriss is pregnant... If it's the second, I think that is nearly impossible because of the examination before the Selection."

"Kriss was 15 years old when she first got pregnant but her parents paid off a doctor to keep quiet about it and destroy the evidence however he was not thorough enough as my people found evidence and came to me with it an hour ago. I already had the info about the recent pregnancy but only got my hands on the camera feed about two or three hours ago, confirming my suspicions that Clarkson was the fath-"

"What?!" Maxon exploded, ripping the papers out of my hands.

There on the paper, it was explained that around the time of their original wedding date, Kriss paid a visit to the palace doctor with suspicions about pregnancy. Of course the doctor had listed Maxon as the father but that was a lie and the camera feed proved that it was his father who had been with her since two or three months after the proposal. They'd been frequently meeting each other ever since, probably every day if what Aspen had said was true.

Maxon looked up to me with disbelieve in his eyes, "This must be enough to hang them- both of them. I am not going back to the palace until Kriss is out of there and father gone. He can go wherever he wants, but he's not staying there."

"Are you sure you don't want to go back?" I asked to which he nodded, "I still have the house you gifted me that evening, it's not too far from here and it is fully furnished. I'll pack everything up here and we can leave in about half an hour. I'll drop you and Aspen off there, is that okay to you? It should be fully stocked."

"Actually, I think I'll take Aspen home with me. If you, America, could please make sure that my son gets to that house safely, I'll send another guard over as soon as possible. Maybe Reed, he seems like a loyal guard who will not talk to your father anytime soon." The Queen requested.

"Maxon?"

"Yeah, sure. That sounds like a good plan, I'll wait here with America and then go to the house with her." He nodded, "You can go now, Mom. I'll contact you as soon as possible."

"And I'll get the people and other governments to turn against your husband and his mistress as soon as possible. I'm going to start on it tonight."

"Thank you, America." With that, she left the office and took Aspen with her.

I turned to the love of my life sitting in front of me. "These photo's, I am planning on scanning them right now and send them to other world leaders, first of all are obviously New Asia and Italy. Maybe you can leak it to other countries, I know that you have a good relationship with Daphne from France an-"

"You sound jealous. You don't like Daphne?"

"I met her a couple of times... She's very obviously in love with you. I know that she would accept a marriage proposal in a heartbeat... Maybe you you should do that, it migh-"

"No, don't even go there, America. I am marrying you, even if we have to do it tonight so I can't marry Kriss. I will have you as my wife before this month is over, I will be with you in every meaning of the word and I will make you this nation's queen. You will be an amazing queen and together we will rule this nation peacefully. We will come up with a truce for New Asia and we will end this so called war."

"You really think we could do that?"

"I believe in us, yes. I think that together we truly could be a power couple." He confirmed. "We're both stubborn enough to actually do it, so yeah. I think we can go for it, I think we should go for it. We owe it to the people of Illéa who are all counting on us."

"They're counting on you, I don't know if they still like me after everything. Some people believe that I have turned my back on this nation and have commited to Italy or something along those lines." I reminded him, getting up and putting the photo's on the scanner. "I have literally turned my back to Illéa after the proposal when I ignored the Illéan reporters but I readily walked over to Italian reporters. I have been seen getting on multiple planes, going to Italy. I was photographed getting on the royal plane of New Asia!"

"Show them then, show everyone that everything you do is for this nation. For Illéa. For me."

"My God, those eyes really are going to be my undoing."