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Chapter 24:
It had been a few weeks and I had gotten a bit better. Maxon and I tried to spend a lot more time together and I was glad. I just wish
I slowly walked in Maxon's study to see how he was doing. Inside he had a mess of paper everywhere and his hands held his face.
"Oh dear," I whispered.
I walked over to him quietly and laid one hand on his shoulder. He jolted up and looked around.
"America?"
"Maxon, what's going on,"
He starting rummaging through his files looking for documents.
"Maxon…?"
He let his head fall on the table tired of exasperation.
I dropped on my knees and fell to the floor.
"Come here," I aid opening my arms.
He looked down at me and then dropped to the floor as well.
Maxon hugged me and said, "I need your help."
"I'm aware," I said attempting a small smile.
"The only way we can show this country we're here for them is through a trip around the provinces helped people. The problem is you're pregnant and they only like you." Maxon said.
He was explaining to me all the advances the guerilla had made.
"Maxon, that's not true."
"You haven't read these articles," he said holding up some magazine.
I grabbed one and opened it to a page.
NEW KING ISN'T DOING A SINGLE THING.
I threw it one the floor and gathered him in my arms.
"They don't know you or your life. It feels abundantly awful, but we have to keep going.
He sighed. "Yes, you're right. We're going to be separated though," he said letting go of me.
"What do you mean," I asked.
"We both will get different provinces; we won't see each other for nearly 3 weeks. I won't let that happen," He said throwing a pencil on the ground.
"Whoa there Maxon, relax," I said suddenly uncomfortable.
He took a deep breath.
We walked into the meeting room where the advisors were seated.
"Good evening gentlemen, we have arranged this meeting to discuss the issues the guerilla of caused. I assume you have all been talking about the plan to send both the King and I around the provinces." I said confidently.
Maxon tried to interrupt, but I silenced him.
Chet said, "I think that would be best. I could sit and talk to you about strategies rebels used. The guerilla might try and use them as well and we have to brainstorm ways to stop them."
Chet and I had become closer over the last few months. He may have been a rebel, but I could see him changing.
The thing is Maxon knew this was what needed to happen. I didn't want more discussion so I said, "It's settled we leave in 2 weeks."
With that I got up and left the room.
Maxon and I were reading together in bed. It was the day before we would be sent off to the provinces and we both were pretty sad. I didn't want to leave my husband while I was 5 and a half months pregnant. There were two lamps in our room along with two vanilla scented candles that gave off a warm feel.
I was curled up in his chest with a robe on. My pregnant stomach was sticking out of the furry white material as well. Maxon held the book a distance where we could both read it.
I closed my eyes for a second imagining my life as it currently is.
"You want to stop reading?" Maxon asked giving in to a yawn.
"That sounds nice," I said with a smile.
Suddenly I felt something in my stomach. I jolted up with my eyebrows furried together in confusion.
Maxon held my hand and said, "Are you alright dear?"
"Yes, I just felt something in my stomach." I replied shaking my head.
The feeling happened again and I knew that something was going on.
What's inside of my stomach?
A little baby boy.
That baby boy kicked!
"Maxon, the baby kicked," I said my eyes widening.
Maxon looked beyond confused.
"Our little boy kicked inside of my stomach," I repeated.
It slowly sunk in and he started grinning as well.
I took of my robe revealing my cotton top. I lifted the shirt up and put Maxon's hands on my stomach.
The baby kicked again and this time Maxon started laughing.
"What?" I asked suddenly hurt. Screw hormones.
His smile faded and a worried look crossed is face. "Nothing, just the baby's already ready to kjick somebody. I remember what my beautiful wife did on our first date."
I started laughing as well. "Are little baby is a fighter," I replied falling into his arms.
"I really don't want to leave you two," Maxon said his smile dissolving into nothing.
"I don't want to leave you Maxon. We need to do this though. We have to be there for the people." I said confidently.
"I love you," He said kissing my head.
"I love you more."
Maxon and I were about to leave onto different planes.
"Take care of yourself. If you feel sick come back here, call me every single day, take pictures, and-"
"Maxon, it's going to be fine, I'm not a baby," I replied.
I gave him a tight hug and he span me around.
"Bye Mere and bye little baby," he said looking down at my stomach.
With that we parted.
I never realized how busy life as a royal would be. This was never where I thought I would be. I actually am a Queen. Not one of those random one's from fairy tales. A Queen that has a job to do for the people. Who knew what the guerilla wanted, but they were definitely trouble. This was going to be tough, but it was for the best.
Kind of a boring chapter, but I hope you still liked it. SCHOOL'S ALMOST OVER (for me) and I'm excited! Anyways, see y'all next time!