Well I'm glad to see the last chapter was a hit! Mockingjay04 I'm glad you liked the little twins thing! I wasn't sure if I could deprive you guys of one gender! Meg-sters52 and I doubt it could get any cuter! Idk I'm glad you didn't care how short it was, I was worried about that! Erin I've already decided names and I won't reveal them until later (but I will have a poll for you guys). Night250 I wouldn't be so sure ;) batman4132 I can't kill him right now! the selectionfan it is isn't it? Princess America exactly! queen America I wouldn't be so sure ;) kaleemarie it's in chapter 30-31 that he finds out. Guest thanks so much! I didn't even realize I forgot and I am entirely grateful! MorganRobyn I know right! I didn't want to deprive anyone! Karen I will;)

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Chapter 36:

The three girls sat around the table, moping. Celeste, with a look of complete indifference, watched the little woman scurry into the room and curtsy to Daphne. Daphne's glassy blue eyes turned to the woman slowly. After taking in the small woman she nodded. "What is it Ryans?"

"I did as you told me." the woman said breathlessly.

Daphne raised one of her perfectly arched eyebrows. A sudden gleam sparked in her eye and she sat up straight. "Which is?"

"You wanted to know how the appointment went right?" the woman asked.

Elise glanced at the door and pulled the woman closer. "Not so loudly!" she whisper hissed. "We may be overheard."

The woman glanced at the door. Most of the guest started dwindling out of the palace after the wedding but the girls were taking full advantage of it. It's been about a week now but soon they'd have to leave.

"Okay well the doctor told me we had a special assignment for the royal couple today and so I peeked at the files and you wouldn't believe what we were doing!" said the woman.

Searching the manila folder she found the picture of the ultrasound and was hesitant to hand it over. Should I? she asked herself. Should I really share this? After a small internal struggle she placed the picture down on the table. All three girls gasped as Daphne snatched up the picture. Her eyes furiously scanned the image before smacking it down on the table. "THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE!" she shrieked.

Fredrick strolled in and kissed her on the top of the head. "What is my dear?" He spotted the picture and instantly went pale. "Christ that's not you is it?"

She shoved him. "Of course not! This is America!"

"America?" he asked incredulously. "How can that be? She got married last week!"

"They broke the rules you idiot." Celeste snapped.

"I can't believe it." Daphne said softly, placing the picture back down on the table.

"Well believe it sweetheart, he's wholly hers now." Celeste said.

She shook her head violently. "No! No I won't give up!" she cried.

"I think you need to." Celeste told her.

"Why? You of all people tell me to give up? WHY?" she snapped.

Celeste shrugged her shoulders. "I know I can't win."

"Well we may have a way." Elise spoke softly.

"Which is?" Daphne asked sarcastically.

"Who's the one person they won't tell?" Elise asked.

Daphne's eyes sparkled. "Of course…the king."

Three Months Later…

"My darling?" Maxon spoke softly, trying to shake me awake.

I turned my head away and mumbled something about sleep. Couldn't he see I was exhausted beyond belief? My continuously swelling stomach looked like a giant inflated balloon now and the pressure on my back was painful. But he just wouldn't leave me alone.

"Maxon…" I said groggily, trying to sit up. "What is it?"

"You've slept past noon again silly." he joked softly.

I glanced at the clock and sighed. It was almost 12:30, again. Well could he blame me? I can't exactly get some sleep with two children kicking around in my stomach.

"Again?" I asked. "Dear God this is becoming a bad habit."

He chuckled softly and lay down next to me. After wrapping a supporting arm around my shoulders he kissed my cheek. "Just relax okay?" he asked softly. "We don't want to wake you but we can't let you sleep all day."

He placed a hand on the curve of my stomach and made slowly circles with his thumb. The movement made me want to fall asleep all over again. "Just be the wonderful woman I know you are."

"You think me nice but no one else." I pouted playfully. "What makes you so sure?"

He smiled. "Because I know the real you that no one else does. Quite frankly I find I can't keep myself away from her."

I place my hand on top of his as it rest on my stomach. A small movement stirred within me and I had to move to ease the uncomfortable feeling. Maxon gave me a concerned look as I squirmed in his arms. "Are you alright?"

I nodded my head weakly. "Oh I'll be alright." I said. "It's just so much for me right now. Not exactly experienced with this type of pain before."

"Pain?" Maxon asked. "Darling why didn't you tell me you were uncomfortable?"

I sighed. "I didn't want to worry you, okay?"

"Sweet girl I worry every second." he tells me. "But please don't bottle it in for my sake."

I offer him a small smile. "I won't burden you with it. It'll only make me feel worried then."

"Well then I know something that'll make you happy." he said with a twinkle in his eye.

After helping me up and after I got dressed, Maxon led me across the hall to a set of doors. I gave him a quizzical look and his smile grew wider. "Are you ready?" he asked, placing a hand on the handle.

After a hesitant nod he opened the door and I gasped. The pale yellow walls seemed to glow from the sunlight and the plush white carpet spread across the floor. Since this room was a corner room, there was a small circular alcove forming the tower that loomed above the palace. Tan and white pillows surrounded the white bench. But what really made the tears form behind my eyes, was the two simple cherry wood cribs. Each was surrounded by a simple white transparent canopy. I slowly ran my finger along the edge of the cribs and turned to Maxon. He was watching me thoughtfully. "Do you like it?" he asked.

I rushed over to him as fast as I could and threw my arms around his neck. He hugged me firmly but not too much so he wouldn't squish me. But I ignored it and just hugged him harder.

"Thank you." I whisper softly. When I pull back I glance around the room again.

I never noticed the simple tree sketch winding up the wall. The artist did extremely well making the tree appear real and having the leaves fall into the baby's cribs. Two birds sat on a high branch, a blue one and a pink one. Maxon must've told the artist to keep the information strictly to himself.

"Are you happy?" Maxon asks placing his hands around my stomach.

I place my hands on his and lean back. He supports my weight without difficulty and we just stand and admire the room before us. I honestly wish it could last forever. I opened my mouth to speak but was silenced by the sharp knock on the door. It honestly frightened me that it wasn't a normal, polite knock.