"America. Miss America, you need to get up," I groaned. It could not possibly be morning already.

"America, it's time to get up," I heard Anna's traitorous voice.

"No, five more minutes."

"Miss, it's already six we let you sleep in as long as we could." Mary called out

Six in the morning. No way, that was way too early I was going back to sleep. "The Russian Prince will be here today and the royal family requested only the best. So help me if you do not get up I will put you into that tub myself." Ann just continued speaking even though I was so tired I spaced her out.

I heard something about a tub but I knew Ann wouldn't dare, she was too proper for that. Ann let out a huff and called out to Lucy to see if the bath was ready, I in returned turned ove, grunting, trying to signal that they needed to be quite.

"Oh no, Miss wrong move," I hear Mary say with a laugh. What was she on about?

Hearing a door open and close, the room feel into peace once more and I drifted back off to sleep finally happy they had left me, but two seconds later it opened back up. Ann marched right over to my bed and I was soon in someone's arms. I let out a scream from my half awake sleep I thought I was getting kidnapped. As we walked over to the bathroom I soon realized a guard was called in and I was now in his arms, I continued to close my eyes in protest.

"In there," Ann commanded

I could feel the guards blank stare in his words, "you're not serious are you."

"I very well am, set her in there," Ann's words came again.

I throw myself into the guard's chest, why couldn't they just keep quiet in the morning? For god's sake it was only six. Suddenly I felt wet all over. I yelped opening my eyes to see an amused Mary and Lucy. My eyes then found a smug looking Ann and finally a confused but apologetic guard. I sent an intense glare in every direction, now my clothes were soaking wet and so was I.

Ann said a quick thank you and shooed the guard out, coming back quickly to me. "Your late America so I suggest getting those clothes off before I take them off for you."

" Ann how could you, do you even know what time it is," I shoved my clothes off whilst saying. I was too early for modesty, not like they haven't seen it all before.

"Yes, its six in the morning and if we don't hurry you are going to be late, now if you don't want to be so tired all the time why don't you go to sleep earlier." Ann said. She continued talking, "Now the women are meeting in the women's room to make final finishing plans for today and tomorrow night. The Prince will be arriving today just before a late breakfast, that will be served at nine. Any questions?"

I blinked at her. "Good now let's hurry this up."

They spent an hour preparing me for the day. More time than is usually used but I guess it was for the benefit of the guest. I had to look presentable but was this really necessary, he was bound to see me look normal during his stay, or did I have to take an hour every morning to get ready while he was here. This was turning into a pain, I didn't even know this guy and all I was told was you need to impress him, meaning I have to wake up earlier. Do it for Maxon, I reminded myself. It was only a half and hour earlier everyday, it's worth having Maxon for the rest of my life.

I did not in fact turn up late to the women's meeting but was perfectly on time, I got scolded because unless you are part of the rule family then on time means you are late and showing up early means you are on time. God this all was confusing or maybe it was because I was still in my half awake state. Do it for Maxon chanted in my head.

A quick meeting later and we were all lined up to greet the Prince. God, the Prince was probably awful and disgusting. I knew looks wise he was not from seeing photos but looks didn't count for much if the person themselves was awful. I prayed that he wouldn't make the next couple weeks hell, I thought to myself as the Russian anthem played and in walked the Prince.

I instantly shifted into a better posture and swept my hands down my skirt, just looking at these Prince's made me nervous. Why did all of them have to look like the gods themselves made them? I studied Prince Austin as he entered the room in a fleurish. I was immediately put off, he seemed to hold great power, the problem was he knew it and it seemed like he was one of those people who thought life owes them everything. An air of stuck up entitled confidence hung around him but of course it was probably just my mind being mad at him for making me get up so early.

He seemed to have the same build as Maxon, the perfect balance between being lean and built. With brown hair and green eyes the man seemed to own the rooms attention and he knew it. He swept forward with almost too much grace to meet the Queen and King.

"King Clarkson, Queen Amberly it was so nice of you to invite me into your lovely home," hearing his voice I could tell he was strong, arrogant, and slightly accented, but he did not seem to be a child, he knew what he was doing. He followed royal proticale and shook the King's hand and kissed the Queen's.

"The pleasure is all ours," the Queen answered for the pair. "Let me introduce you to the rest, of course you know Prince Maxon." She let out little laugh, like there was some past between them.

'Aww, yes it has been awhile how are you Prince Maxon," The two princes shook hands but Maxon did not seemed pleased, like he was waiting for the other Prince to start playing games with him.

"Very well, and you," Maxon answered curtly but not impolitely.

"I'm doing fabulously, it is so nice to get out of my stuffy castle for a couple weeks," the Prince answered.

The Queen continued the introductions, " and these are the Elite, Lady Kriss, Lady Celeste, Lady America, and Lady Elise."

As our names were rung off by the Queen. Maxon become even more unhappy like he did not want our important guest to meet us. I wanted to roll my eyes but I kept myself in check, sometimes Maxon was so protective for no reason.

The prince went down the line kissing hands and saying how do you do. We all seemed to be very polite but waiting for a cue of what the royal family wanted us to do.

"I must admit I have been watching the selection very closely. It is so entertaining and to think one of these girls will become Illeas as next Queen, marvelous," the Prince told us

"Oh yes, the selection is one of Ileas favorite traditions," the Queen answered, " We hope that you will be able to explore Illeas culture fully before returning home, we are so regretful that your parents and siblings could not make it."

"Oh yes, they are very disappointed but they are quite busy right now, and father thought it would be another great way to start transitioning into a more Kingly role," At these words Maxon stiffened and seemed very displeased. I knew it was because his own father wouldn't even allow Maxon to go with him on trips, let alone send him alone to negotiate terms.

"I am sure you do a great justice while you are here," The queen said, "Now let us move away from the entry way, tell me are you much of a breakfast person from what I remember you used to love all the food any palace could offer you."

The queen lead the royal family out keeping up a nice chatter as we all walked behind.