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Love Smashleigh
Chapter 27:
"Miss there's a package for you." Lucy says peeping her head around the door.
I look up from my work and see her eager eyes glowing. "Well bring it in then." I say and watch as box after box is rolled into my room.
"It took about three weeks to develop them all, Your Grace." one of the men say leaving the last box.
Immediately I drop my pen and rush to the first box. Inside are albums and albums of pictures that our guest took. On all the front covers it says 'Maxon's 20th' in bold cursive letters but on the spine it says the guest name who took the pictures. My fingers hesitate over the album saying 'Fredrick of Spain' and I'm tempted to see what he took pictures of. I lift the book out a flip to the first page. Immediately I'm met with the bright blue eyes of a very familiar girl. Her brown hair is thrown into a bun and she is flanked by two girls: Celeste and Elise. They all stare at the camera with a knowing smile. This would be the first image they knew I'd see. I flip through the rest of the album and the final picture makes me drop the book and scream. It stays open to that page as I back away from the book. Daphne stands with a knife, not a butter knife for dinner but an actual combat knife, pointed right at my back. How'd I not even notice her? She looked ready to murder me any second.
"AMERICA!" Maxon exclaims throwing open the door adjoining our rooms. "America what's wrong?"
I open and close my mouth, willing words to come out. Slowly I drop to the floor, sliding against the wall but Maxon catches me and scoops me up. Still no words come out and I feel a tear run down my cheek.
"America." Maxon says in a gentler tone. "America please tell me what's wrong?"
I point to the book on the floor and he strides over to it. I don't want to see it again! I don't! So I squirm in his arms but he doesn't set me down. Then I see it again and bury my face in his shoulder. Sobs rack my body and I feel the tears stain his shirt. When he sees the picture he tightens his grip on me.
"She won't come a hundred yards near you." he says softly. But I hear the strain in his voice.
How could he know that? She could be a guest or she could have the rebels just take care of me. I'm unsafe and he knows it. Nothing will stop her from getting what she wants. What she wants is Maxon.
Maxon places me on the bed and kneels at my feet. But I just collapse back on the pillows and let the sobs escape me. He sits next to me and rubs my back but offers no reassuring words. How can he? He can't protect me every second of everyday! We're separated most days by work and sometimes I don't finish wedding preparations until eight at night.
Finally I wearily sit up and look through blurry eyes at Maxon. His face had a pained expression but he's not looking at me. He's staring out at the landscape, the direction the rebels come from. His jaw clenches and unclenches in anger and then he stands abruptly.
"I'll be right back." he says.
I grab his hand immediately and look up at him. "Where are you going?" I asked him.
"Don't worry about it." he says kissing my hand.
I don't release him. "Last time you said that you came home injured." I said.
"I'll be fine." he says before leaving the room.
The royal party leaves, due west, and I know what Maxon wants to do. He wants to finish off the rebels before they can get to me. Why couldn't he just tell me? Okay so I did know they were going but it hurts when he won't tell me. So I spent the rest of the afternoon flipping through photo albums. Fredrick's was burned as soon as Maxon left my room.
"But why burn this miss?" Mary asked me innocently.
I turned cold eyes to her. "Just burn it."
As soon as it was out of my room it felt so much better. But that picture would forever be embedded in my head. Why could she not accept it? She had Fredrick! Of course he was somehow in love with me, which I still don't understand. Finally as I place the last album back in the box the alarm sounds. Didn't Maxon just go out to fight the rebels? I rush to the window and glance outside, sure enough there they were there but they were fighting the royal army. Maxon was at the head in battle with someone and that someone was Fredrick. Both of them looked ready to kill each other and neither seemed to notice any other.
Without another thought in my head I rush to my wardrobe. Maxon should never know about this but I'm going to do it anyways. The false side opens and I pull out a sword. It's sleek medal shines and glints off the last ray of sunlight. I've always had it but never thought I'd need it. Now's as good a time as ever. If I was going to do something it would not be sitting around and waiting for this to end!
