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Chapter 11:

*Back in America's POV*

"So you predict that they will attack tomorrow night?" I ask the strategizing team. A lot had happened since Queen Amberly had died. It was late at night and we were planning the trap to be played on the rebels. I had to keep it a secret from Maxon or he would have a panic attack. As much as I loved him, he was a bit overprotective.

These last days we had been examining footage put in the tunnel Queen Amberly was found in. They wouldn't use that one again, but we found others. The most important one is where I'll be carrying the plan.

Basically, I would meet them in the tunnels and tell them my bad intentions on ending the royal line. Then I'd take them to an underground room where guards and advisors were hidden. They were going to bring Maxon as well, but he was going to be tricked into it. Once they sit down an automatic lock would be on the door and everyone would come out in secret. Guards will take the guns away first and then we'll talk.

"Yes, around 3:00 am." An advisor replied. I closed my eyes.

"So everyone here knows the plan, right," I ask nervously.

They all nod there heads.

"Alright, we can all go. We'll meet tomorrow at 10:00 pm."

I immediately got out of the room. I walked to my own and slowly walked in. I wasn't expecting Maxon frantically pacing around the room.

"America," he said. Maxon gathered me in a huge hug. His bare chest was warm and I rested my head on it.

"Hey Maxon," I said slowly.

"Where the hell were you?!"

"Maxon it's okay relax. I went down to the kitchens to eat and then spent time with my maids."

"Didn't you eat dinner?"

"Yes, I just got hungry."

He let out a sigh of relief.

"I'm sorry. I-It's j-just that you know after my mom…" I watched as Maxon's eyes drifted down.

"I know, sweetheart. It's okay."

I took his hand and led him to the bed.

"America-" He began but I silenced him with my finger on his lips.

"No no America, let me finish."

I nodded my head.

"I want you to know that you will always be safe. I won't let a single person touch you. You mean so much to me and I can't live without you. I love you," I hugged him tight.

It was hard to be not be telling him the truth about what was going to happen. I let Maxon lay his head on my stomach while I stroked his head.

"I love you too, Maxon. I love you so much and I'll always be here for you." We both exchanged a smile remembering the importance of those four words.

"I'm here for you to, my darling," Maxon said kissing my lips.

I quickly started walking to the meeting room. Apparently I needed to learn where my eyes should look to convince the rebels I'm not lying. I was walking fast so it didn't surprise me when I bumped into King Clarkson.

"Watch where you're going, the King said quietly."

"Sorry," I muttered.

"Are you heading for the meeting," he asked.

"Yes, are you coming?"

"Of course."

We made our way down in silence until he said, "When Maxon finds out you're talking with them he is going to be beyond pissed."

"I'm aware, but this is for us. He'll have to understand."

We entered the room where everybody bowed.

"Alright, so what do I need to know?" I asked impatiently.

"There are many ways to detect a lie. You have to make sure to not do any of them."

I nod my head implying for them to continue.

"Look up and left when talking about visualizing a life without the monarchy."

I instantly practiced and looked up and left.

"Why?"

"A person looks that direction when they are constructing an image in their brain. Look up and right when you think about your family. Up and right means you are remembering images proving that you aren't making it up."

"Okay let me practice."

I ran a few lines practicing the two directions.

"Okay Princess America, the next one is looking left. When you want to construct something that you hear like rebels making speeches; you look this direction. Never look right. It means you are are remembering sounds. Although you could work this into your speech, it's where your brain will be resorting to when you lie. You remember why you are doing this and comforting words will flow through your mind from your loved ones. It looks extremely guilty so you must not."

I took a deep breath and practiced some more lines with the eye directions.

"When you talk about emotions, look down and to the left. It makes everything more believable. Don't shift eye movement to much. Also, don't add words to buy time. That directly shows you are lying."

"This is an awful lot to remember," I say weakly.

"Yes, but you must know it."

After an hour of practicing various lines over and over again, we were all finally dismissed.

I started walking to my room, but saw Maxon.

"Hey darling, want to go on a walk?" Maxon asked with his charming smile.

"Always," I replied. He slipped his arm around my waist and we walked down the stairs.

We looked regal as we walked. He was wearing a silver suit while I wore a long red dress. My hair was done in an elegant side bun.

We sat down at our bench.

"Mere, what would you name our children?" Maxon asked hesitantly.

"I've always loved the name Declan for a boy. It means full of goodness which I thought would be appropriate."

"I like that name. I've always loves Adeline and Victoria for girl names."

"I love those two names as well. Adeline reminds me of your mother's sister and Victoria sounds absolutely beautiful."

The rest of the day went with a blur. There were not many meetings so I just kept going over the plan in my head.

At 10:00 I made my way to the room where we would be waiting.

When I walked in, advisors were all sitting down.

"I'm ready," I said confidently and I knew that it was time for it all to end.

Sorry this was kind of short. The next one will be interesting to write! I hope you still like the chapter and I promise it'll get happier, there are just…. Certain…. Things…. That need to be done. As always, follow, favorite, and review for me!