"I don't know how to do it, I really don't have a clue."
Shai sighed as she watched Isaiah pace around his room. The Selected had arrived yesterday and he had been repeating the same sentence for what felt like an eternity. His feet rapidly moving on his floor, as he contemplated how to ask one of the Selected on a date.
His blazer was long abandoned, and he wore a black dress shirt and matching coloured trousers. His wrist was adorned with a gold watch. Shai seemed to match his black colour scheme as she lay across his white couch with a dark dress that trailed down her body. There were flowers stitched in the side of the dress, and a slit was made showing her leg. Her shoes were lace up heels, which was something that was becoming a favourite for both Shai and Nevaeh.
"Shai?" Isaiah mumbled finally moving to sit on his bed. He moved his blazer behind him as he moved up the bed, throwing the covers over his head. "You think if I stay here people will notice I'm gone?"
She chuckled, "Yes, Isaiah, they will. Don't worry, this isn't going to be easy, we know—your sister's practically going crazy—but it'll just get better. Just, I don't know, give her a rose or something. Some girls love roses, something to do with romance and shit."
Isaiah contemplated this, slowly removing the covers from his head. "Okay, I'll try."
"That's the spirit!" she cheered, moving up into a sitting position before getting up. "Now if you excuse me, I'm going to go find your sister, and promptly drag her out of that room of hers."
"Good luck!" Isaiah shouted as Shai left.
I'll just ask the first girl I see, he thought. With that in mind he picked up his blazer and threw it on before leaving his room.
Nevaeh sat on her bed surrounded by documents as she stared at the one in her hands. She was no longer wearing the fancy dress that she wore to dinner, but rather a plain, black shirt along with some shorts. She picked up the note from Soraya again, re-reading it.
The King of Canada and his daughter, Princess Emberly, will be arriving tomorrow. The death of the late Queen of Canada came as a shock to the country, and King William has decided he deems it fit to visit Illéa. Princess Emberly has also invited her fiancé, Wesley, as a guest.
They will arrive at approximately 8:30 AM tomorrow and you will be expected—along with a Selected—to go and greet them when they arrive at the airport. Some people with see why you have to go, but it will be polite and this will be the first time they see you as Queen of Illéa, you need to make a good impression.
The princess is about the same age as you, so I expect you to make an effort to talk to her. Your brother will be showing them around, as he volunteered to do so. However, this is will be after he's been on a date, which will be taking place tomorrow. During his date, I expect you to accompany them. After that, I need you to rush—and I mean rush—to the meeting that will be talking place only minutes after. The ambassadors of France will be arriving, and halfway through the Canadian Royal Family will be making a brief appearance.
But, before all this, you need to make some cuts. Hold the applause, sweetheart. You will only cut five. No more, and no less.
Love you,
Soraya
As if on cue, Shai entered when Nevaeh put down her letter from Soraya. "Hey, Nevaeh."
"Hi," she mumbled, picking up another paper. "We also need to sort out the trade agreements with Europe."
"You need to take a break," Shai commented sitting down next to Nevaeh.
"I can't exactly do that when Soraya's giving me a hundred demands!" she snapped, and shoved Soraya's letter into her hand.
Scanning through the paper, Shai grinned, "You get to do eliminations, Nevaeh. I'll help you with that."
Nevaeh smiled a sarcastic smile, "Thanks a lot, Shailene. You're a great help."
"Hmm, I know," she mumbled going over to their desk and pulling out some papers. "These are the Selected's forms, I say we go through them." She flicked through a few of them, "I reckon you get rid of this Evan dude, he sounds like a prick."
"You haven't met him, Shai," Nevaeh reprimanded.
"You sound like my mom," Shai groaned as images of her family flashed through her mind. Her mother was most definitely the worst of all her family.
"She's pretty though," Nevaeh teased. It was true, looks can be deceiving. Shai's mother was the ultimate example.
"She kicked me out," Shai pouted, moving to sit next to Nevaeh.
"Hmm, wonder why?"
"Do you want to me to help or not?" she questioned, picking up some of Nevaeh's work and flicking through it.
"I would rather ask The Weather Twins," Nevaeh commented dryly.
"Who?"
"Isaiah's butlers."
"He has butlers?" she asked shocked. Though it was reasonable since Isaiah always offered his help to anyone, and never really asked the staff for much. He didn't seem like someone who would have butlers, but Shai guessed she wouldn't turn down any butlers either.
"Yep. Now I have to get back to work, so bye."
"I'm not kidding Nevaeh, you need to relax."
"I'll relax later," she waved her off.
"If you don't want to do the eliminating then go on a date with someone," Shai suggested. "What about that guy with the long name?"
"Kal?"
"Yeah, him."
"I don't know, Shai." Nevaeh wasn't looking forward to dating anyone at the moment, the list she had to do kept repeating itself in her head, and the young queen felt anxiety creep into her. "I have work to do."
"Come on! Eliminate some, date some! You're only young, have some fun," when she received no response from Nevaeh, Shai asked, "what's wrong with The Weather Twins?"
"Nothing is wrong, it's just I don't want anyone's help. Now go!" Despite needing it, Nevaeh didn't dare ask anyone for help. She wanted to prove everyone that said she couldn't do it that she could. Asking for help caused barriers, it wouldn't be her doing to, but rather the team that surrounded it.
Nevaeh sighed, getting up. "I'm going to go clear my head." Nevaeh went over to her draw and pulled a simple, black dress over her head. She put on some black heels and waved bye to Shai. "Later, Shai."
Grabbing the letter from her godmother, Nevaeh left her and Shai's room. The selection was so confusing.
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