You guys rock! I was glad to receive your reviews and am glad you enjoyed the chapter and the little tid-bits of drama in there. Panda-Crazy-19 all relationships aren't perfect, that's why they fought a little bit. Don't worry it was just a small one! And I think the title of this chapter says it all. Meg-sters52 it was cute wasn't it? I never thought of it that way! Rjme1006 wouldn't you think the mother's would be protective? I mean she always wanted children and shouldn't she protect the grandchild too!? I hope you like this chapter to and as for the baby; well you'll have to read. Mockingjay04, like I said to Panda, all relationships aren't perfect. There's got to be some disagreements in there. And as for convincing the kingdom… I still have no clue ;) Erin but it shows they still love each other through it all! You've gotta love it! Idk here's the chapter for you ;) babysister1997 I don't think they'll tell the king or hint at it at all! America is still not on his 'good' side. faithinfools thanks for following my story and I hope you enjoy reading the rest. By the way, your fanfiction is wonderful! I can't wait to read more! Norton3 thanks so much for having my story and me as one of your favorites! Same for following! THANK YOU! queenAmerica I won't reveal the gender yet because: 1. It's too soon. And 2. I still have no idea ;) Thank you all for your comments and I hope you enjoy the wedding!

Love Smashleigh

Chapter 32: Wedding Day

The sun illuminated my room when I opened my eyes. It had to be about nine o'clock and my maids still haven't wakened me. Thank God because I needed my sleep. Who knew such a tiny child could take so much of your energy?

"Good morning, Your Majesty." a woman said coming into the room.

I've never seen this woman before in my life. She is tall, black hair, black eyes, dark skin, and possess some sort of Spanish accent. Her hair is done up in the signature bun that maids wear but her uniform is slightly different.

"Um…can I help you?" I ask her as she shuffles about the room.

She glances at me. "I am Her Graces head house maid." she clarifies for me. "You may call me Katherine."

"Oh." I say. To be honest she is being somewhat rude. Or maybe I'm just use to the chattering Lucy, Mary, and Anne. "So…"

"If you'll come over here I'll start getting you ready." she says. Definitely a no nonsense woman, no wonder the Queen chose her for head house maid.

"Right. Thank you." I say walking over to the screen.

"It's my job." she says shortly. "No thanks is needed."

She's head house maid? When I'm Queen I think she'll be the first person to go. I can't stand people who are so…so… matter of fact like. Grow a sense of humor, sheesh.

"Glad to see you up so early Maxon." my Mother says as she rushes about the ballroom, making last minute adjustments.

I peer down the aisle and follow the long white carpet up to the altar. Red and white roses are placed on every third row –and there are more than a hundred rows- leading up to the three short steps up to where the priest and I will stand. Outside a soft sprinkle of snow trickles down to cover the frosted grass. The scene is breathtaking and I feel so proud of America for her taste in design.

"So what are you doing down here?" my Mother asks, breaking me from my trance.

"Just making sure every thing's set." I tell her.

She places a hand on my cheek. "Darling, don't worry." she said. "Everything will be fine."

I nod. "Well then I'll see you at breakfast. Is America joining us?"

"No, silly boy." she gasps. "She needs all morning to get ready!"

Why all morning? I think to myself. I need like half an hour. But I nod and head to the Dining Room, where about three hundred people are already up and eating.

"All done." Anne says softly. She dares not speak up much in front of Katherine but I wish she would. The tension in the room is making me jittery.

"How did you find extra blooms?" I ask her. I'm pretty sure I ordered enough flowers for the wedding only.

"There were one or two bouquets set aside." she said placing the third white rose in my hair. She admires the three roses resting just above my ear and smiles. "I'm glad they did."

"Thank you so much Anne." I say giving her a small hug.

"Careful!" Katherine exclaims. "We don't need to get the dress wrinkled!"

"I'm sure one crease won't-"

"I'm sorry Your Majesty but it would." Katherine says shortly.

Okay how could sweet Amberly pick someone as heartless as her? I'm sorry but this is a little ridiculous. I don't care if she's Amberly's god damn sister! One more snide comment and she's out of my room!

"Miss we have about ten minutes." Lucy says popping into the room.

I smile seeing how beautiful she looks. The deep red bridesmaid dress makes her hazel eyes pop and her blonde hair trails down her back in luscious curls. "Lucy you look fantastic!"

I felt bad that I was only permitted to choose one of my maids as a bridesmaid –the Queen recommended it just so I didn't get any bad attention. May is my Maid of Honor. Even though I don't see Aspen anymore and highly doubt I will ever again, Celia and Kamber are my other two bridesmaids. Their faces pull at my heart a bit because they look so much like Aspen. I may never be able to get over him but I'll have to try.

After we are all settled at the foot of the stairs I sneak a peek around the corner and my heart almost stops. There look to be over two thousand people packed into the rows of chairs set up. That doesn't even include the photographers and press standing along the edges.

"Oh God!" I exclaim and jerk my head back.

"America these are the exact same people from Maxon's birthday." May says soothingly.

"There were that many people?" I whisper hiss.

She nods. "Maybe a little less."

The problem is they weren't there to see me and that's why I was so confident, plus Maxon was at my side. He'll be with me during the ceremony but I still have that long walk up the aisle.

"I don't know if I can do this." I say softly.

But just then the string quartet starts playing and I no longer have much time. Breathe in….Breathe out…

"Ready darling?" my Dad asks as I loop my arm through his.

"Ready." I say.

One by one, I watch as each of the bridesmaids and groomsmen file down the aisle. Since I don't have many friends to pick from I just chose some other royals who were happy to fill the position. But my best friend is here. After a small reunion I made it clear to him that he was to be my best man. Now I look at Teddy, Prince of Wales, and he offers me a reassuring smile. Then the music starts.

Oh God. Oh God. Oh God. Was going through my head and then she rounded the corner. I felt my heart skip a beat as she appeared at the foot of the aisle. Her deep auburn hair was swept in a loose braid down her back and three flowers sat above her left ear. The dress just…just…was indescribable. There are no words to describe how stunningly beautiful she is. She made it a point not to wear any makeup except mascara and a splash of pink lip gloss, which makes her even more beautiful even though she's gorgeous without it. And her smile makes my head spin. She's smiling and keeping her lovely blue eyes on me, it's difficult to take my gaze off her. Then –finally- her Father hands her off to me.

"You take good care of my little girl." he said with wink. Before placing her hand in mine he kissed America on her cheek and I saw the tears flood her eyes. "You're making a big step baby girl."

"I love you Daddy." she said softly before hugging him.

When she finally let go I helped her up the three short steps until we stood before the priest. Facing each other, I held both her small hands in mine and the priest began the ceremony.

"Dearly beloved," he begins, "we are gathered here today so that our beloved Prince Maxon Schreave and lovely America Singer can join together in the bonds of holy matrimony."

Sneaking a glance at my parents I meet my Mother's tearful eyes and my Father's expressionless one. Beside them sits America's family, all smiling proudly and all the women wiping tears from their cheeks.

I sort of zoned out the priest when I got lost in America's eyes again. They glowed with a love and I found her gaze hypnotizing. At least until I heard my name.

"Maxon, do you take America to be your lawfully wedded wife? Do you promise to love her and cherish her, in joy and in sorrow, in sickness and in health, and to be to her in all things a good and faithful husband as long as you both shall live?"

"I do." I say squeezing her hands.

"America, do you take Maxon to be your lawfully wedded husband? Do you promise to love him and cherish him, in joy and in sorrow, in sickness and in health, and to be to him all things a good and faithful wife as long as you both shall live?"

"I do." she said breathlessly.

"And now for the rings." the priest motioned to Teddy and May who presented them with the rings.

I went first and took her left hand, slowly slipping the ring on her finger. "America." I began. Thank God in rehearsal I never said my vow because then her reaction wouldn't be as loving. "May you never steal, lie, or cheat. But if you must steal then steal away my sorrows, and if you must lie, then lie with me all the nights of my life. And if you must cheat, then please cheat death because I couldn't live a day without you."

She almost kissed me right there. It was all over her face how happy she was. But now it was her turn. She took the small silver band from May and looked up into my eyes. "Maxon." she begins. "Love recognizes no barriers; it jumps hurdles, leaps fences, and penetrates walls to arrive at its destination, full of hope. Yesterday I was in the darkness. Today you're here and I know that tomorrow will be brighter. I promise to love you now and until the day I die. You are my everything and I hope you remain that way for all eternity."

"By the power invested in me, by the country of Illéa, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss your bride." the priest says.

Her eyes sparkle and finally, in front of everyone I know, I can kiss her the way I want to everyday for the rest of my life. She stands up on her tip toes and throws her arms around my neck before I lean down to kiss her passionately. I feel like we pull away too soon but it's only because it's for show.

"Ladies and gentlemen may I now present you with the new, Prince Maxon Schreave and Princess America Schreave!" Gavril booms over a microphone.

The whole room burst into applause as America and I rush down the aisle to avoid a frenzy of guests that will end up swarming us when we re-enter as husband and wife.

I catch her warm smile and at the foot of the aisle, pull her in for another deep kiss. This sends the guest in another loud burst of applause and then we disappear to go change for the reception.

She sighs. "Finally." she said leaning on me heavily.

I wrap and arm around her shoulders as we ascend the stairs. "Darling we've made it through only half the day." I tell her. "Are you ready for the reception?"

"I'm going to dance 'til dawn." she laughs.

"No you're not." I tell her. "Remember what condition you're in…"

"Oh come on Maxon!" she pleads. "What's a little dancing gonna do? Rile it up?"

"Please be careful. Okay?" I ask when we reach her door.

She nods. "Alright I will. But I'm still dancing 'til dawn."

I kiss her forehead. "Do whatever you'd like then. I'll keep my eye on you."

"See you soon." she says disappearing into her room.

"See you soon." I say softly and step into my room.

The vows are not mine and I thank whoever reminded me about them! I knew something was missing and I am entirely grateful to the person who reminded me that I forgot the disclaimer!

DISCLAIMER- THE VOWS ARE NOT OF MY CREATION, I CANNOT REMEMBER WHERE I FOUND THEM BUT I CREDIT WHOEVER CAME UP WITH THEM!