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Chapter 7:

Maxon quickly covered my body with his as the ceiling hit our legs.

"Damn it," Maxon muttered.

"What's happening," I ask.

"Their trying to break the palace and hurt us. Those idiots must have gotten to the fourth level. We need to get out," Maxon said worriedly.

Suddenly another chunk of the ceiling came down right in the middle of us. I fell to the ground as it hit me. My arm was bleeding as well as a part of my face.

I heard Maxon yell my name, but more chunks kept falling right next to me. Before I knew it, everything was dark.

I opened my eyes slowly. The view I got was not pleasant. All around me was what used to be the beautiful blue ceiling. I was curled up in a ball lying partially underneath the bed. The entire room was dark and a block of the roofing was over my legs. I weakly slid from underneath the bed to next to it. I sat up and laid my head on the partially broken side table. I had a pounding headache and one of my arms was covered in blood. I could feel cuts on my face as well.

The ceilings were made of rich, heavy materials imported from Greece. It hurts a lot if a bunch of pieces fall on you.

Wait….. Maxon

I took all the energy I had and stood up. I had to get the ceiling off my legs fist, but once I did, I saw a bunch of cuts. Not much of the furniture had been damaged, but most of the photos were. I walked around to the other side of the bed.

Covered in heavy white materials was my husband lying on the floor. I fell to the ground right next to him and immediately started getting pieces off his face. Soon all of it was off his body. He started to open his eyes and once he did I took in his warm blue eyes.

"America?" He asked sleepily.

"Yes, honey?" I said not wanting him to worry about what was happening.

His eyes widened as he looked around the room. Finally, he looked at my bloody body although his was a mess as well.

"Oh god Mere, you're hurt. Those stupid rebels hurt you."

"I'm fine, it's you I'm worried about," I said holding his hand.

"You're not okay," he said sitting up.

I couldn't take it anymore. I fell into his arms and hugged him tight.

He embraced me with warmth and kissed my lips.

"You're right," I began to say with watery eyes. "I'm only okay when you're okay and right now you're not okay."

He tightened is hold and said, "The guards will come soon."

The problem was that the biggest part of the ceiling fell right in front of the door. It was probably 5:00 am right now.

Maxon and I just lay there quietly in each other's arms.

Suddenly we heard a bang on the door.

Maxon said, "We don't know if it's the rebels or guards."

I nodded my head and just laid it down. Finally after a lot of banging, guards came through it.

They walked in with distressed faces. The first person I saw was Aspen which gave me some reassurance. He was one of the top 3 guards now and he was one of my closest friends.

They all ran to Maxon and I and helped us up.

"Your majesties, are you all right?"

"No, get Princess America to the infirmary right now. I need go to a meeting with my father."

"Excuse me Maxon, but if you go to a meeting I do too. Fist we BOTH have to go to the infirmary and get stiches, okay?"

"The Princess is right. It would be better for both of you to go there right now," Aspen said.

The tension between them had gone away and they are actually nice to each other now. Aspen was also dating Lucy! They were adorable together and I'm happy he found somebody.

"Okay then, would you alert the maids to start cleaning the room. America and I will sleep in the guest room on this floor."

"Right away," one of them said bowing his head down.

Maxon put his hand on my waist and we walked out the room. Once we were in the infirmary, Maxon led me to my bed.

"Relax, my darling."

I gave a weak smile. Before I knew it he was gone as well and nurses were fixing me up.

"You should sleep for a few hours, Princess America," the nurse said.

"I really should be in a meeting right now."

The doctor came in and said, "You've had stiches done only a few hours ago. You must sleep for at least 5 and take rest. You and Prince Maxon."

"Alright, but may I go up to the guest room?"

"Of course, would you like the Prince to come as well?"

"I'll ask him myself, thank you."

They all walked out and I stood up. I slowly walked over to Maxon's bed.

I opened the curtain around him and sat in a chair set right behind him.

"Hey sleepy head," I said.

"Hello, my dear." Maxon said with a smirk.

"I'm going up to the guest room, do you want to come?"

"Of course."

We only have a few hours before we would be up an about so we just lay with our eyes closed.

"America?"

"Yes honey," I replied.

"How many children do you want?"

I opened my eyes when I heard it. I looked up at him and saw his thoughtful expression.

I came from a big family so I was used to many people. Maxon was from a small family of just him and his parents. The thing is I want to give each of my children a lot of attention. Although it's fun having a big family, sometimes it was hard to be noticed. I wouldn't have one or two kids because that was too little. I wouldn't have four or more because that's where attention starts to fade.

"I think I'd like three. How about you?"

He opened his eyes and looked down at me. "As many as you want although I think three children is good."

"Maxon, why is there this room on this floor."

His smile faltered and his face looked like he was seeing this past.

"This was going to be my sister's room. Of course she wasn't born so it is just a simple random room now. My mother often comes in here and sits. She looks at the wallpaper which you have noticed is pink. She was 7 months pregnant, but had a miscarriage. I was 4 years old at the time."

"Oh," was all I could manage out.

"I remember the day my parents told me I would be getting a little sister. I think my mother was four months pregnant at the time. All of us were out having a picnic and they told me they had something to tell. I asked them what it was and they said we had to go to a very special room. They took me upstairs and my hands were in both of theirs. When we walked in, there was a baby carriage in here. I asked my mom why and she sat down on the rocking chair. My father placed me in her lap while he kneeled on the ground."

Maxon closed his eyes. He continued, "She said exactly, 'My dear Maxon, how would you like to be a big brother to a little tiny sister?' I still remember how gently she asked. I was delighted and I said, 'I'd love to.' My father then told me that it was inside my mother's stomach. I remember how they both kissed my forehead and told me that they loved me. Of course, now I know one of them was lying."

There were real, pure tears in Maxon's eyes. Maxon was actually crying about something that happened when he was little. I only then realized there were tears in my eyes as well.

"My father will never love me. He is simply there to be there. My mother actually cares about me."

"You have me now, Maxon. All of those days are over; I'm here forever. "

I wiped away a tear that slid down his cheek.

"Part of me is scared to have a child because I have evil in me. I'm related to….. him. What if I become like him, Mere? What if I'm a monster?"

"You aren't. You are sweet as an angel, just like your mother. You are my kind husband and I love you so much."

"I love you too, America. I love you so so so very much."

Little did we know that the sweet Queen was missing.

Hehehehehe… do you like that cliff-hanger? I had fun writing that chapter though I have many, many questions I have to answer in the next few. Well thanks for reading and please review, favorite and follow this story!