Hey you guys, Elle here. Anyway, This is kind of an official chapter. I need to fill up all 35 spots before I start. I can only do little chapies with The Royal Family. I still need a professional woman to fit in as a princess trainer. I also need an interviewer that will actually have a lot of story time. When I do get all the characters I will began. Oh when I start eliminating people you are not aloud to get angry at me for getting eliminated. You will either get eliminated because it goes with the story plot, I did a random select, or It feels like you and Mason have no interaction. Anyway Enjoyy!

Mason Pov

"Mason, Maason, Maaassoonn, Mason, Mmmmmaaasssssoooooonnnnn, MMMMMMMMMMMMAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNN!" I woke up to screeching in my ear.

"GISELE, Stooooppp waking me up like that!" I yelled at her. I really needed to stop wakaing up like this.

"What are you talking about," My 16 year old sister said "innocently","Last time you weren't sleeping, haha." Her so called innocent face turned into a smirk. I absolutely hated when she did this. Every single time I'm alone she interrupts my peacefulness.

"Anyway, what the hell do you want." I was getting grumpy and I was just plain annoyed.

"That's not very princely of you Prince Mason." The before 5 year old childish attitude soon turned into her less annoying, teasing, 16 year old self. "I was just wondering if you wanted to go horseback riding with me?"

Did I really want to go horseback riding. Last time I did go with my sister, I fell, face first into the mud. But I did have fun that day, I had met some stable workers, won a race against my sister, and got to ride my favorite horse, Powder. I have ridden him as long as I can remember. "Actually sure Gisele, I haven't seen Powder in such a long time." Thinking about all those memories instantly changed my mood."But first I must shower." I bowed playfully to my sister then went into my bathroom suite. "OKAY MEET ME AT THE STABLES," my sister yelled.

At the Stables

When I saw Gisele at the stables she had been wearing a long sleeve black shirt, black tights, and a brown sweater vest. She was wearing her brown helmet, riding boots, knee pads, and had her horse saddled up next to her. She was brushing out her horses mane thing and began to take out the tag that said,"DONUT," In bright red letters. Donut was Friesian horse and was all black, he had a small star on his head that resembled his purebred registration. She also had my horse at her side. Powder was a white Lipizzaner that had been in the back of the stables when I first met him. I was very young at the time and Powder was just a little horse, he was meant to be sent to a different farm because of his slow rate of maturing. I had named him Powder because of his white fur coat but he also had some brown on his legs which reminded me of when my mother had put on powder and it would come off into her real skin color. I have a long history with the amazing horse.

After I got suited up the both of us went into an open field. The two of us decided on having a barrel race. We were counting down together,"5, 4, 3, 2, 1, GGGOOOOOOO!" As we continued shouting GO, we tried beating the other to the first barrel. Unfortunately, Gisele circled the barrel faster than the two of us. As I swooped around the first barrel, my sister had been nearly halfway to the second one. Somehow she knew I was my mood and she threw one hand into the air and yelled," HAHA SUCKER! I'M HALFWAY THERE!" Deciding to change fate, I skipped the second barrel and headed to the third,"WHOS THE SUCKER NOW?! HUH LITTLE SIS!" I had just passed the finish line and Powder raced into the stables, seeming to know my sister is coming to kill me. I jumped off Powder and handed him to one of the stable worker. I ran into the castle passing by a huge haystack. My helmet was half-on and tripping over my feet, I looked even more embarrassing with straw in my hair.

Her being my little sister I shouldn't be scared right, but noo, my sister had to be some super competitive person, not to mention a fast runner. I ran as fast as I could through the halls and dodged maids and guards. I looked behind myself and I kept on running. Surprisingly I didn't run into anyone. I was about to be in my room when I saw a guard walk up to me, he looked very stiff as stiff as an Abnegation. Do you get the reference? "Prince Mason I have been loookk-ing for you. Your fattheerrr wants you to meet him in his offfiice to discusss somethingg." The young guard seemed very nervous,"What is your name guard." I tried to say in my order voice.

It seemed to work because the guard looked like he was about to cry,"W-wi-Willi-am si-r." William kept on stumbling and I felt bad. "William," I whispered to him,"don't be so nervous, you seem like a good guy. Sorry for making you nervous but I've got to go. Keep up the good work." As I walked away from the guard, I looked back at William and saw he seemed more relaxed and nodded to himself so much that his head was about to come off. As I walked to my Dads office, he was sitting with my mom, and my sister. I sat as far away from Gisele as possible and then stared at my Father.

"Mom, Dad, Gisele, Why are we here exactly?"

My Dad began to speak," We are here to discuss something very important." At that instantly my sister and I leaned forward. My mom spoke,"We were going to talk to you guys about this early but somebody decided sleeping on a bench was much more useful than finding a wife." I smiled sheepishly. My sister grew big eyes,"Did you just say find a wife!"

When my sister said that my dad smiled."Yes El. Mason will be having his very own selection of Illea. Since you are only 18 we decided to have your Selection early. 35 girls will be chosen. On the very first day you will-" My mind cut him off. I stopped listening to my father and thought, 35 girls to choose one wife from. What happens if I don't feel anything for them, or if they don't feel anything for me!? My head felt like a tornado had come in and was recking up all my thoughts. "Mason are you listening to your father?" I turned toward my Mother's voice. She had a worried look on her face.

I shouldn't be upset shouldn't I. My father went through the same thing and found my mother, I'm getting a new experience. "Mason, remember what I told you last time." My sister said worry also written on her face. "They are the ones scared. Not only are they looking for a husband, but they are competing against 34 other girls. Also your role of the Prince isn't going anywhere."

"Mason, your sister is right." My mother said,"When I joined the competition I went against 34 other beautiful yet scary girls. Some were models, others were teachers. Don't you think I was scared, I had the lowest caste in the entire selection, other than 2 fives that almost got eliminated immediately." My mother had a half grin on her face."Try putting yourself in their shoes." With that my mother left the room. My mom always got emotional when it came to talk about the selection.

I know she went through alot with Aunt Celeste death and going against Lady Kriss. "Listen to your mother," my dad said," She went through way more than I did." My dad stood up and left. My sister and I went to her room and she talked to me about what I would do, when the selection started.

Okay, hope you liked it and suggestion help alot. I need to keep updating so it shows up at the LAST UPDATED spot and I can get more characters. Questions=PM and Suggestions=Review! Follow, and Favorite the Story and I. Thanks for reading and talk to you next time!

Next Time,

Elle Madison