A/N: ENJOY! This is very, very short and the whole 2nd series will be exchanging point of views of Maxon and America/Titania! I'll start it this summer in my country which is almost a week away!

al·loy; noun; ˈaˌloi/

a metal made by combining two or more metallic elements, especially to give greater strength or resistance to corrosion.

"Will you marry me."

Those were the four words I said last month, announcing the official end of the Selection, and starting almost 2 months of planning my wedding.

Sure I loved Kriss. She was nice and sweet. She had god-given grace in her every movement. But that wasn't enough to make a queen. I preferred strong, stable, ready to take on any argument that passed her beliefs.

I shook my head. Get it together Maxon, she's gone. I never believed she was dead, but if she was alive, she would have come back. She loved him right? And I loved her. I was so sure. On the first night of her disappearance I cried myself to sleep telling myself that I should have just proposed that night, on her 18th birthday. It would have been a much more wonderful gift than that stupid necklace.

"Your highness, how many times do we have to tell you? We are Everlest soldiers, not body guards, not chaperones, soldiers."

General Ivana was the head of the Everlest Soldiers in Creta. I know, we all thought Creta was just a country of myth, but after a specific broadcast, my father, King Clarkson, wanted to have their best squad to be on guard during the special day. The rebels haven't stopped you see, and they grew more aggressive than ever. Even the Northern rebels kill nowadays.

"Ivana please..."

"Oh don't you Ivana me. I have a title. I am General."

These days, Father is always found staring at his flat screen, begging to get their best set of soldiers and specifically requesting for the one called Titania Rose. I haven't seen the broadcast, but I heard she was a monster in battle. Literally.

"General, if you could just please send them-"

"Your highness, my daughter just got back from a mission in Belgium and is extremely tired. Who are you to demand her life and presence if you have tons of soldiers of your own."

"I am a king!" he bellowed. "Is this about money General? I could give you-"

"Our services are offered free. It is up to the ones who benefit to give pay after. But a simple wedding. Your highness, children are dying from wars in Iran and New Asia is no better. We cannot skip sudden needs of help from them."

I felt a hand touch my shoulder. I turned around and smiled.

"Sweetie, what's wrong?" my bride-to-be asked.

"Nothing dearest, Father is just having some issues with security."

"He's not yet giving up on that Titania Rose huh?" she giggled.

"I try to pry him out of it," I said. "But it's no use. Even Mother doesn't know how." I held the hand that was on my shoulder, brought it to my lips and kissed it. I felt her other hand go through my locks.

"Let me speak to her then."

I turned my head towards Father, followed by Kriss who looked as equally shocked as I did."

"Father, that's a big request, maybe you shouldn't-"

"Fine," I heard Genereal Ivana reply.

This was all going to go down to hell.

The screen buffered for a moment, then immediately switched to another setting. Instead of an office it was more like an entertainment room. Big couches and bright colored walls along with organized stacks of CDs and large speakers. We were greeted with five different faces. A black haired boy and girl which looked quite alike, a chestnut haired girl who was reading a book, a dark haired and tanned man who was holding a bowl of popcorn and in the middle was no other than Titania Rose.

She was not looking happy.

She had a scowl on her face, same goes with her companions, except the one reading the book. Then I realized why she was angry. She was holding a game controller, and the message interrupted her game.

"It was getting to the good part," The girl with black hair said.

"It was almost 5 AM," the guy chewing popcorn followed.

"Oh god," the other guy said. "Tania, you okay?"

Titania Rose didn't reply, still holding her controller.

Finally she said, "What the hell do you want, for the hundredth time, Illea."

"King Clarkson, Titania Rose-"

"I have a title. I wasn't proclaimed as General for nothing Your Highness..." she said the last part with disgust, as if Father was an old enemy of hers.

Father didn't look like he needed more disrespect, "IT'S JUST A WEDDING. YOU SHOULD BE HAPPY YOUR SQUAD IS CHOSEN TO LEAD SECURITY."

She was about to say something when she met my gaze. My eyes widened a little. She reminded me of someone awfully familiar.

"A wedding... Mother never told me..."

My Fathers gaze softened and his muscles relaxed. "So, will you reconsider this offer."

General Titania's companions looked at her, worried. Even the other girl stopped reading.

She lowered her head and sighed. She faced the screen once more, "Fine. We'll accept. But if nothing happens much in our stay, then we must go head back to Creta. I know you have rebel attacks, but we have more crucial missions."

"Understood."

"It's a deal then. Now can you please exit so I can go back to my game?"