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MASON

I was in a mode of panic. I knew it was only a few more days till the girls came her. Everyone is telling me to calm down, but who can calm down when you are about to get a wife. Tomorrow was the day when James, the interviewer dude would annonce all the girls who are participating. I was so excited yet was like 11:00pm right now and suprisingly i was really tired. As I walked down the main hall to my room I was slightly astonished to see my father standing right next to my door. For some odd reason he seemed pretty pissed off; he was tapping his foot and kept on looking at his watch.

I rushed over thinking something was wrong, and when he looked at me, I saw all the worry and anger wash over his face. I blinked making sure I wasn't imagining anything. As I walked closer to him he said,"Oh my gosh, Mason I was so worried a rebel or something took you," he had relief written all over his face.

My face was frozen is a open mouth gape. I finally moved my mouth and said,"I'm sooo sorry dad. I was in Gisele's room because she needed an opinion on what dress she would wear tomorrow and I was falling als-"

"Son, Its okay. I was just worried thats all; no need to ramble." I let out a large sigh that I didn't realize I was holding. I embraced my dad into a hug then walked into my room and knocked out.

THE NEXT DAY

I woke up to the sound of my bathtub running. I rose from my bed and saw my maids, Rosie, Angelica, and Alexis. Angelica had been preparing me a bath, Rosie was working on my suit, and Alexis was cleaning my room. The three were wonderful amids, helping me along the way. They were part of the family and we were all close.

Rosie looked up from her work, and saw me awake,"Oh, Prince Mason!" She said slightly surprised,"Did we wake you up sir?"

I looked at Rosie,"No Rosie you did not, and what did I tell you about calling me Prince Mason." I always told my maids to just call me Mason, because they have known me for a long time almost 18 years, because their mothers use to take care of me when I was little. Rosie always insisted to call me Prince or sir while Angelica and Alexis were completely fine with calling me Mason, but sometimes Alexis still stutters.

"Mason!" I heard a holler from the bathroom,"you're bath is ready." I walked into the restroom and saw Angelica had prepared my bath and was now getting towels and my robe. She stepped out of the room, and left me alone to have my bath.

After the bath, I got dressed in the new suit Rosie had make for was a regular suit, but had a bright blue vest and tie. The whole royal family had decided to deck out in blue. I walked out of my room, and through the halls. I saw maids hustling everywhere, sheets, pillows, cleaning carts all in hand. The castle was much more busy than usual. For the last few weeks, people have been talking about the selection. I started to drift off, but was interrupted by my mother. She was walking right beside me and looked very pretty. She was wearing a light blue, corseted dress, with a sweetheart neckline. The amazing dress started in a snowy white, then faded into different types of blue, then was eventually black. Though the top of her dress was corseted, it flowed out into a thick layered skirt. My mother had her vibrant red hair, down in waves, with her crown sitting at the top of her head.

My mother just walked in silence, with a slight smile on her face, almost as if she was in a different place. Knowing my mother, she was probably thinking about all the memories of her selection. My mother was a very sentimental about things. She still has her first dress, her first tiara, her first pair of shoes and more. As we walked into the great hall, I saw Gisele and my father sitting at their thrones. As I sat down beside Gisele and my mother, I noticed the beautiful setting of tables.

There was a long table, made of marble, that had plates, spoons, wine glasses, and more things on it. There was a name card placed for where the girls would sit, and menus for what they would eat. It looked very grand. There was also a smaller table to the side. It only had 4 chairs but looked much fancier than the long table. As I looked closely the name cards said,"Prince Mason, Princess Gisele, Guest, and Guest." I was guessing it was for Gisele and I to meet the girls in private or something.

There was one thing I knew had to be done on the third day. After having some light conversation with the contestants, 10 girls were to be eliminated. The part where you had to eliminate people scared me the most. What happens if you eliminate the wrong girl, or if you chicken out from eliminating them. I kept on ranting in my head, when I felt a hand squeeze my own. I looked to my left and saw Gisele giving off her signature smile. I smiled back and kept on eating my food. I whipped off my sweaty forehead, and gave an awkward grin. In about 2 hours we were to go to the set of the interview, and we will see who gets picked.

Right now I was just trying to keep a calm face, but it wasn't exactly working. In 2 hours, I would get to see the girls, and one was possibly going to be my wife. I was so scared, yet excited. I stood up and said,"Excuse me." my mother nodded, and I ran- more like sprinted to my room. I ran inside, after saying hi to my guard, Walters. I shut my door, and walked into my bathroom. I splashed some water on my bright red face, and then dried it off; feeling much better. I fixed my tie and then went back into my bedroom. I sat on my bed and thought. Its only a matter of time before I meet my wife, so why not relax a little. I drifted off into a deep sleep, snuggled into my blankets.

Okay so I hope you liked it! I will try to post the interview today, but if not tomorrow. Thanks for reading, and more to come. PS sorry for not updating for a while, I have been super duper busy, and have had a case of writers block. Reviews, Favorites, and Follows are always appreciated and welcome! BYE 3