OK, FIRST OF ALL I AM SO SORRY THAT THIS TOOK SO LONG, MY COMPUTER BROKE, THEN I WAS AWAY. BUT ANYWAY, HERE'S THE LATEST CHAPTER. ENJOY AND PLEASE REVIEW!

AMERICA'S POV

I awoke in Maxon's arms once more. It felt comfortable, right. I moved closer into him and he stirred slightly, I felt bad for waking him but I wanted to be as close to him as possible.

"Morning, my dear." He said softly. I smiled, though I hated being called that, I was just glad to be able to hear him.

"Morning your highness." I answered him and he kissed me.

"As much as I want to spend all day with you, I have so much to do." He moaned

"Anything I can do?"

"Just stay safe." He looked me right in the eye and I could see the worry in his face.

"Please Maxon, I want to do something to help. I need to do something." I could see that there was something but he wasn't sure if he was prepared to ask for it.

"There's one thing I just can't do, it would help a lot if you could have a look at it." He paused. "Could you plan my parents' funeral?" I could see he was close to tears so I simply nodded my head and kissed him.

We both decided it was time to get up now so I wandered through to my suite where Mary and Lucy were waiting for me, smiling by the door. I noticed another girl stood by the door to the corridor, clearly a decision had been made of who my other maid would be. I missed Anne a lot but I knew that Mary and Lucy had both been a bit overworked recently.

"Name?" I shouted at the girl and pointed at her.

"Uh, Amy, your majesty" The girl looked terrified as she sunk into a low curtsy.

"Ok, Amy. You're part of this family now so get over here for a hug." I opened my arms as Lucy and Mary ran for me. Amy looked unsure so I gave her a smile and she joined. "I'm not your majesty with you, Amy. Just like I was never really Lady to these two. I am just America."

I let my maids dress me in a simple day dress with a long skirt and full sleeves to hide my bruises and then went through to my study to start the planning.

Before I knew it, it was lunch and there was a familiar shadow standing in my doorway.

"What do you reckon, egg mayonnaise, tomato, or beef sandwiches?" I asked.

"Egg was my mother's favourite and beef was my father's." Maxon told me, wrapping his arms around my shoulders.

"Tomato was Celeste's." I whispered. "I want to do more than just remember your parents, we need to remember everyone who died in the attack. I thought it might just rally the people behind us against the rebels. Though your parents would have the service, I thought we could use the time to unveil a memorial to them all outside the palace."

"I love that idea. But who's going to make it?"

"May. Kota might help if he can be bothered to move but...May's already started work."

"That sounds great." He leaned down and kissed me. "Come on, there's someone who wants to have lunch with the King and future Queen of Illéa." Maxon grabbed my hand and pulled me gently towards the foyer. He didn't let me go until we got there.

"Aspen!" I shouted running towards him and flinging my arms around his shoulders. I was glad he was sat on a bench or I might have knocked him over. He hugged me back briefly but stopped as he noticed Maxon. I removed myself from him and moved towards Maxon to remind him that I was his and there was no need to be jealous.

"How are you, Aspen?" I asked.

"I'm OK, my leg hurts quite a bit but, other than that." His eyes moved from me and he smiled. I didn't understand why until I turned and spotted Lucy coming over.

"How about you two go off and have some food, I'll have some sent to the conservatory, and we can meet for our meeting at half one?" Maxon smiled as he told him and Aspen simply nodded back. As they left, Lucy turned and smiled at me, waving before putting her hand in Aspen's and the pair of them walked off in the direction of the conservatory.

"So where shall we go for lunch?" I turned to look him in the eye but he answered me by leading me off to the gardens.

We ended up at the bench that we first met at all those months ago.

"Hard to believe that we only met a few months ago, isn't it?" Maxon sat down on the bench and led my hand so that I would sit next to him, he put one arm around my shoulder and pulled me close next to him so that I was leaning my head on his shoulder.

"Why didn't I tell you I loved you from the moment I knew?" I asked, I still didn't know why I hadn't been able to tell him that before last week. "I released I loved you that moment on the roof."

"I knew I'd choose you from the moment you yelled at me." he whispered softly in my ear and then kissed me.

"So, for our wedding." I paused to make sure I hadn't lost him yet. "I was thinking we could have the reception outside and have a buffet dinner so that the maids and guards can sit with us and have the day off."

"As long as we still have some guards to make sure no rebels attack, then I think that that's a great idea." He looked into my eyes and kissed me again, forcing me down onto the bench so that he was above me. "I love you, America."

"I love you, your highness." We stayed there for several moments before I had to push im off of me and sat up next to him. "Where's the food?" I asked, it was almost as if they'd heard me as a maid came around the corner with a tray of sandwiches. As the tray was put down in front of us, I pondered over which one to eat, making Maxon laugh at me.

"You really do love food, don't you?"

"Only reason I'm here, dear." I said, picking up a jam sandwich and eating it. He laughed again and picked up another sandwich. We managed to get through the tray quite quickly, we then sat for a few minutes before I stood, but Maxon still would not let go of my hand.

"I have to go and do more planning for all these events we have going on. And I know you have things to do as well, my King." I smiled and curtseyed at him. "But I'll meet you for dinner and then I'll spend the whole night with you." I winked at him and then walked back into the palace.

Back in my study, I was working on my menu plans for Thursday when Marlee, Mary, Lucy and Amy came bustling into my room, giggling.

"Wedding dresses!" Marlee shouted, she was holding a tape measure and notebook.

"We need to measure you, my Lady." Amy told me. She still looked quite nervous, I'd soon get that out of her. Lucy and Mary helped me out of my clothes and Marlee attacked me with the tape measure, making notes and shouting numbers to the other girls. Then I got dressed again and we all sat on the floor, surrounded by paper.

"Ok, we need to design your wedding dress, what kind do you want?" Lucy asked me, picking up a pencil and a sheet of paper.

"I always dreamed of long dress with off the shoulder sleeves. And since I can afford a proper dress for my wedding, I think that that would be amazing."

"You would really suit that, America." Marlee smiled and Lucy started making notes. We discussed the dress for a long while, so long that I actually lost track of the time. It wasn't until there was a knock at the door that I actually realised the time, almost seven. Amy ran and opened the door a crack.

"Your majesty." She said sinking into a low curtsey.

"Name?" It was definitely Maxon.

"Amy, Sir."

"May I come in?" Amy looked around and we all shook our heads as we tried to pick up all the designs. "I'm going to take that as a no so I'll just see if you can help me."

"Yes, your Majesty?"

"Well, Amy, I was just wondering if my fiancèe was going to keep her promise and join me for dinner."

"I'll be out in a minute." I shouted before Amy could even consider answer. I heard his footsteps walk away and Amy shut the door and helped us clean up. Then I stood, they all made sure I still looked fine and then I walked out of the room. I found Maxon on a sofa just around the corner. his eyes lit up as I approached and he stood to greet me, kissing me lightly on the lips and walked me to the dining room.

After dinner, he walked me back to my room and left me outside the door as he walked to his door. I went inside, washed and changed into my nightdress, ready for bed, it had been a rather long day. So much was going on at the palace and, as the next Queen, there was so much I needed to do. I walked back through from my bathroom to find a note that simply read 'please come through'. I knew exactly who it was and walked through to Maxon's room where he was nowhere to be see. I crawled beneath his sheets, just taking in the smell of him and soon felt the strong arms of the King of Illéa, my fiancèe, around me and making me feel safe.

"Sweet dreams, my dear." Maxon whispered.

"Sweet dreams my future royal husbandness." I whispered back. Soon I felt his breathing even out and my own eyes began to shut as we both fell into a deep sleep.