[Honeymoon day. Sort of a continuation of chapter 1. I probably WON'T do a oneshot of their actual honeymoon, but if I do, it'll be a short one, unless you want me to do a long one or one at all.]

I lifted up my eyelids. My body was facing towards the wall with Maxon's bare body around mine. I felt very relaxed. I turned my body into Maxon's chest to feel his steady heartbeat. He started rubbing his hand down my back. I quietly let out a giggle.

"Maxon, wake up!"

"I am awake now, my dear. Although I really don't want to get out of bed since I am way too comfortable right now."

"Maxon Schreave, I hope you remember what today is because our plans include better activities than sleeping," I teased.

"America Schreave, do you think I really could have forgotten? A rebel would have to shot me again to make me forget that today is our honeymoon. I don't think anybody would be more excited than me. I have things planned, America. It'll surprise you, but excite me" he said mischievously. Before I could reply, he flipped himself on top of me and started kissing all over my face. I started laughing hysterically as he said "more tonight, darling" with a wink. I blushed. He got off the bed as well as I to get ready for the flight. It was 8 AM. The flight is at 10 and we'll arrive at the destination by lunch time. Maxon and I had already settled into the king and queen's room so we had to share a bathroom. Maxon walked into the shower as I was taking a short and soothing bath. When he was done he walked out and kissed me on the lips "I'll see you soon."

Ever since the attack, I've been making only small changes around the palace. I just needed Maxon around me to comfort me with all these sudden changes. For one thing, I haven't gotten any new maids. Mary around to help me was enough and if she needed more help, maids would work behind her. I have confided so much trust in Mary that I needed time to adjust to more maids soon needed.

Mary knocked and bowed, "your majesty" with a smile. "I don't think I'll ever get used to that title. Come help me with my hair, Mary." I grabbed her hands and pulled her towards the makeup desk. In less than a few minutes, my hair was gorgeous. See, no reason to have more maids.

I was sitting at my desk when the door opened and Maxon came strolling in. "Ready for breakfast darling?" And he pecked me on my lips.

"Yaaaaaassss!" (lol sorry I just had to say it)

He held out his arm which I gladly took. We arrived at the dining room and saw many of our guests which consisted of our family and friends already settled. They all rose then bowed. "Thank you for joining us this breakfast. It'll be two weeks before we see your faces again so please, have a seat and let's enjoy ourselves," Maxon spoke.

We took our seats. "I bet the palace will throw a party once we leave," I teasingly whispered.

"To celebrate our child's conceiving, of course" he joked. I shot back a shy smile.

Kids were a major topic when Maxon and I got engaged. We surely wanted kids, and many of them, except we decided to wait only a year before we expanded our family. This year has been a wind whirl that not only was it best for us to wait, but also for Illéa. The citizens have been faithful and rebels have been starting to subdue. Progress towards a greater nation has been higher than when King Clarkson was in reign. Maxon knew that, which made him wary. I made sure to support him and it allowed Maxon to make the big changes that have been done. We are still trying to fund the meals for the lower castes and education for the lower castes have been set in stone once we were engaged. Crime rates have decreased and the nation's reactions towards the changes were prideful and supportive. Long live King Maxon and Queen America, they chanted whenever we visited provinces.

After breakfast was over, I went to go freshen up before our flight. When I was done, I walked to the first floor where Maxon, advisors, family and friends were waiting for me. I was wearing a slim figure dress that was lightweight and strapless. I still didn't know where we were going, and Mary packed my bags instructed by Maxon. I took a peek into the suitcases which I saw glimpses of beautiful swimsuits. Gosh, I'm going to look so sketchy, I thought. "You look lovely, America." "Thank you, as do you." I took his hand and he raised it to his lips and kissed it. "Awwwwwww" everybody said in unison. We all laughed and I blushed. I leaned closer into him and he wrapped an arm protectively around my waist. We said our goodbyes with hugs and kisses.

"Bye everyone! We'll be back!"

"We love you Queen America!" the girls yelled. "Take care of her King Maxon!"

"Don't worry, I will" he winked.

A guard opened the car door and I stepped in. Maxon following suit. The guard closed the door and everybody was waving. I waved back and started blowing kisses.

"I'll miss them" I said to Maxon. I rested my head onto his chest. "Me too, darling. They'll miss their beautiful Queen" and he kissed my forehead.

He continued, "at least their Queen will be with me."

"And that's where I will always be" I said confidently. He chuckled deeply and lifted my face to his.

We spent most of the flight making out and telling jokes and random things to each other. "Maxon, you really need to work on your humor."

He made a face. "Am I not funny?" he asked with puppy eyes.

"Funny looking" I shot back.

Maxon twisted his body on top of mine and started running his hands all over me. I laughed furiously, "Maxon! MAXON! Stop, I beg you!"

"Take it back. Tell me what you really think of me."

"Okay, okay" I said staggering. "You are the most beautiful king in all of Illéa and I'm lucky to have such a handsome husband!" I shouted giggling because he was still tickling me.

He immediately stopped his fingers and went in for a passionate deep kiss. The guard opened the door, "Sorry to interrupt your Majesties, but we have arrived."

We stepped out, and I was hit with a strong cool breeze with a beautiful tropical setting.

Maxon smiled, "Hawaii."