AMERICA'S POV

I stood outside the great cathedral doors with Marlee and Aspen. We all looked up in awe at the grandness of the buildings, though we were all currently living in the palace, it was still strange to see such buildings that we were wanted inside. Considering we were a four, a five, and a six this was hugely different from what we were coming from. I never expected to be here, wearing this extravagant white dress. It was beautiful, flowing down to the floor from a tight bodice. The skirt was covered in slightly sparkly netting and was separated from my plain white bodice by a light blue sash.

"I never thought I'd walk you down the aisle. For so long I thought I'd be at the other end." Aspen chuckled.

"That was a long time ago." I laughed. "You were a six, I was a five. After today I'll be a one, and you're a two. And you have Lucy now." I teased.

There was a single knock at the door and Marlee squeezed my hand and smiled before walking through the door and into the cathedral.

"It was less than a year ago, Mer."

"Feels like a lifetime ago." I whispered.

"Doesn't it just." I put my arm in his and we walked inside.

Everyone stood as we entered. It took a lot of effort not to gawp at the beautiful decorations I could see in my peripheral vision. We turned and walked between the aisles that were filled with people who wanted to be here. I spotted an extremely excited Nicoletta and then thirty-one smiling faces from the selection. Even Kriss looked happy! I looked up and towards the front and saw the biggest smile in the room. Upon seeing him my smile grew to the same size and Aspen had to drag me to stop me from speeding up to run towards my husband.

Maxon looked handsome in his military uniform and he looked at me as if he was proud to call me his wife. Once our eyes locked, they stayed locked. Aspen kissed me on the cheek and then left me at the top of the aisle, still staring into Maxon's eyes, my husband's beautiful brown eyes stopped me from paying attention to what the bishop was saying. I just stayed lost in the beautiful world of my husband.

I somehow managed to say everything at the right time and before I knew it Maxon's arm was around my waist and we were walking back down the aisle as a truly married couple. Then we were outside, walking down the path towards a car, with throngs of people standing, cheering either side. It reminded me of the start of the selection, people wanting my autograph and pictures, however this time I didn't want to sign anything or take pictures with anyone. In fact, I didn't want to leave my husband's side for a moment more than necessary. I knew that tomorrow he would have to go back to being King, but for today, he was just my husband.

We got into the white car at the end of the path and sat together on the cream leather seats and waved to the crowds as they disappeared. I pulled a cream curtain across the window and turned to look at Maxon as he did the same.

"Congratulations, my dear." He kissed me softly.

"Congratulations, your Majesty."

"You look beautiful. Really, you look so-"

"Thanks, but you should really compliment my maids, they did everything."

"They didn't get married twice in one day, and look phenomenal at both, and then graciously greet the crowds." I smiled at him.

"Guess I'm going to have to get used to having no private time?"

"Oh no. I'll make sure we get our private time, don't you worry, my love." He kissed me again and I rested my head on his shoulder until we got to the palace gates and we could see the flash of cameras through the curtains.

"Ready?" Maxon turned to me and I nodded.

He grabbed my hand with one hand and opened the door of the car with the other. He stepped out and helped me out the car, like the gentleman he is, and held my hand tightly as we slowly walked towards the palace, smiling at the people and waving every now and again. When we reached the doors of the palace, we turned and waved one last time before disappearing into the palace.

"Come with me, I have something to show you." Maxon took my hand and led me up the stairs and towards my old selection bedroom.

He opened the door to reveal a beautiful white grand piano in the centre of the room, around it were countless other instruments, a violin in one corner and a guitar next to it. Maxon led me to the piano and lifted up the lid of the stool, revealing several thick files of sheet music. I fingered through the folders, flipping to random pages, to songs I knew so well I didn't need the music and others that I'd never heard of before. The fourth folder was filled with blank sheet music, presumably to write my own songs on, something I did enjoy doing. I looked up at Maxon who was beaming at me with one hand behind his back.

"I found this the other day when I was…cleaning. Thought you might like it." He gave me a small jewellery box.

"No way, you can clean yourself?" I mocked and he laughed slightly.

I opened the box to reveal a necklace, but not just any necklace, my necklace. My songbird necklace that I had given the King at the Convictions. I gasped and looked up at Maxon and realised that when he said 'cleaning' he meant he'd been sorting through his parents things. I threw my arms around his neck.

"I told you that I'd help you do that." I whispered and he pulled me closer.

"I know, but I needed to do it alone. Anyway, if you were there then I never would have found you your wedding present." I could almost hear the smile on his lips and I pulled away from the embrace to look at him.

"But I didn't get you anything." I moaned. Truly cross with myself for not thinking of getting him anything. "What can I give you?"

"Oh, I know what you can give me." He waggled his eyebrows at me and I laughed. I kissed him softly on the lips, which soon turned into a passionate kiss. I felt his arms on my back, feeling for the buttons keeping up my dress.

"Uh uh mister." I pulled away and smiled at him. "We have a party to go to in half an hour and I have to go and get my make-up and hair re-done. Anyway, we need to save something to do tonight." I flashed him a smile and walked out of the room. I headed upstairs to my suite where my maids were all ready and waiting to go. In fact, as soon as I walked through the door Marlee pulled me towards the vanity.

"Where have you been, we were expecting you almost quarter of an hour ago!" She yelled at me.

"I'm sorry, Maxon wanted to show me the new music room and give my necklace back." I smiled at her but she did not look surprised or amused, in the slightest.

"We only have twenty minutes to get you back to looking perfect thanks to your detour. Come on ladies, move. We have to turn this five into a one and we have no time to do it in. Make her a Queen!" She ordered. I smiled and watched the reflection of my maids rushing about around me, the wife of the King of Illèa. The wife of Maxon Schreave.

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