Aria sat on her oak desk, scribbling away on some files. The Selected were arriving soon, and she was sorting out the last minute details. Nevaeh had told Aria recently that she would rather speak to them for five minutes each then do something extravagant, but seeing Isaiah's face dull, Aria decided to hold some sort of welcoming party for the selection. It was going to be small, and although it was on sort notice, Aria got most of her work done quickly. A trait that Nevaeh actually appreciated.

A knock interrupted Aria's focus, and Soraya popped her head in, "They're here, Aria. Let's go." 'They' being the Selected.

With a nod, Aria rose smoothing out her trousers. Following Soraya out, Aria noticed not much of the decor changed, but then again it was luxurious enough.

"Isaiah! Nevaeh!" Soraya exclaimed spotting the twins on the other corner of the room. Nevaeh stood, leaning against the wall with a bored expression planted on her face. Her dress fanned out around in an azure colour, and darker blue coloured jewels dotted around. The arms were made with lace, and suited her perfectly. Her hair was pulled up into a high ponytail, and a dark red colour coated her lips. Next to her, Isaiah stood with a slightly nervous expression, his eyes occasionally glancing at his watch. He stood in a matching blue suit—without the jewels, of course—and nudged his twin.

"How do you think it's going to go?" He asked, his brown eyes once again glancing at the watch.

"It's going to be fine," Nevaeh answered, both Soraya and Aria nearing the two of them.

"You nervous?"

Shooting a glare to Aria, Nevaeh ignored her and left the room. The Selected stopped and stared at them as Isaiah trailed after Nevaeh. However, a few girls didn't notice and giggles surrounded them, averting everyone's attention from the twins.

Glancing around the room, Nevaeh headed towards a random male. Stepping in front of him, she scanned her brain to remember his name. "Vegas, right...?"

"Yes, Your Majesty," Vegas answered. His hair was raven coloured while his eyes were a soft baby blue colour. His outfit consisted of an inky black shirt, which complimented his tanned skin along with some dark coloured trousers.

Vegas didn't speak after that, but rather his eyes flickered on both the twins, his gaze lasting longer on one rather than the other.

"Vegas," Nevaeh snapped, catching his attention while Isaiah frowned at his twin.

"Don't snap, Nevaeh. He didn't do anything wrong."

"Sorry... I just noticed how much the two of you look alike," Vegas told them, a dark blush erupting on his cheeks.

"Really? I didn't think it was common for twins to look alike," she responded, rolling her eyes.

While his sister left, Isaiah apologized to Vegas before excusing himself to speak to another Selected.

"Nevaeh! You can't just–"

Nevaeh cut Isaiah off, "Look there's Ariel." Seeing the look her twin sent her, she sighed, "I know you don't like this Isaiah, but I don't want to do this at all. You might not either, but it'll be easier for you to adjust. You can't even deny it, it's different for me. I should be running a country, but I'm here playing a child's game."

Isaiah stared at his sister, "Let's just talk to a few, just pick one whether it be male or female, I don't mind."

"You're too innocent for your own good," she responded, and grabbed his arm, and confusing him, what did innocence had to do with anything? "Let's just find anyone random, but before that let's get some cupcakes. I'm starving."

Isaiah chuckled at his sister, of course she'd want to eat first.

They did, in fact, have their cupcakes and meet a Selected called Pasiphae while they were there. Nevaeh ignored her, which wasn't a huge surprise and Isaiah tried to strike up a conversation.

"Let's go talk to Emerson," Isaiah said as he led Nevaeh towards the girl, and at her confused face he continued, "the strawberry blonde over there."

She nodded much to his surprise, and they both walked up to the Selected. "Hello, I'm Isaiah and this is my sister Nevaeh," he introduced.

"She knows who we are, Isaiah," Nevaeh rolled her eyes.

And she's back, Isaiah thought.

"Hello! I'm Emerson, its nice to meet the two of you," Emerson replied.

She truly was beautiful; her strawberry blonde hair ended at the bottom of her shoulder blades and despite it looking straight it had a slight curl at the ends of it. Her eyes were a soft ocean blue colour and the mascara she was wearing made them pop catching Isaiah's attention. He always did have a thing for ravishing eyes. She seemed to have the body of a runner, but then again that wasn't surprising considering she was a runner. Her height, however, was what threw them off, Emerson only stood around 165 cm, which wasn't seen in most runners considering they were much taller. She was wearing a one-shouldered violet dress and had peep-toe heels on.

"You too, how are you liking this place so far?" Isaiah questioned happy that she seemed to share the same positive energy as him. Seeing as they were no longer in the palace anymore, Isaiah settled on calling the mansion 'this place'.

"It's wonderful! Thank you for having me, I'm finding it amazing so far-"

Nevaeh cut Emerson off, "Isaiah, I'm going to go talk to that guy over there."

Her twin raised an eyebrow at her, "I thought you didn't like this?"

"I don't," she shrugged, "but he's cute, so I'll go talk to him."

Nodding at his twin, Isaiah resumed his conversation with Emerson as Nevaeh wondered over to the guy she deemed 'cute'. His hair was dark and in a low buzz cut, and even though she couldn't see his eyes from each of their positions, she could practically see the muscles under his white dress shirt.

"Hello, Your Majesty," he bowed as she arrived, grabbing her right hand and planting a small kiss. Nevaeh's cold eyes softened a bit at his actions. Hot and sweet, she thought.

She racked her brain trying to remember his name, and the Selected seemed to tell because he smiled, "I'm Aphrodisios-Kallikrates Azarola, and yes, the name is a pain. The only ones who really understand are my brothers."

"You have a really long name," she said, "and here I thought I had the horrible name. Who would seriously name their child 'Nevaeh' just because it was the opposite spelling of 'heaven'? I blame my mother, honestly."

She paused wondering if she should apologise for complaining about her name when he was stuck with one she should pronounce, but she decided against it, she was the queen after all. Instead she opted for a different conversation route, "I feel like I've heard of you before, would I have?"

"I'm a police officer, so possibly."

"So you're hot, sweet and help out your country. Can you get any better?" she joked, which is something she didn't see herself doing considering she hated the selection. Ignoring the thought, she continued, "Is there anything else I could call you? I'm never going to be able to pronounce your name."

While he didn't seemed to agree with her compliment, he answered, "Kal or Ro is fine, in fact I would prefer everyone to call me that."

"Kal it is."

A/N: I haven't updated in ages, I'm soooooo sorry! Exams have been killing me and my procrastinating self wasn't motivated at all. Also, this chapter is also short and I apologise, I just wanted to get something out because I haven't updated in like a month (I truly am so sorry!) I hope you liked the chapter regardless, and if you have a character I would appreciate it if you review! ;)

Alsoooo, if you're character hasn't been mentioned yet, I apologise! They're coming up soon.