AN: Hihihihi I'm back! lol i've been afk for a really really long time... so here it is (if u r still interested) chapter 7!

Continuing America's POV! :)

Mason leads me to the dining hall for some "brunch" as I have called it earlier. The butlers and waiters hurried to the table to set everything up as they saw us coming towards them.

"Ma'am, what would you like to have today? We have a great selection of fruits that the gardeners have just picked fresh this morning! We also have the usuals, like salad, bread, cake etc"

"Umm salad and pancakes would just be fine thanks." I smiled and went to my seat.

As I started slicing my pancake, at the corner of my eye, I saw someone approaching us. Lifting my head, I realized that it was him — King Clarkson.

I was filled with dread, this can't be good. I pretended to be very focused on my pancakes and lowered my head.

"Good afternoon Prince Maxon and..." King Clarkson hesitates and turns towards me, "America." He shakes his head, "Isn't it a bit late to be eating breakfast?"

I feel like he was a hawk hovering above me, watching and picking at every move I make. I was about to defend myself and say I was eating brunch, but Maxon saved me and spoke instead.

"Father she just needs her food. Please excuse her."

"Well what an greedy woman! Thinking that she can have unlimited of whatever she wants because she's married to my son."

I had to control my anger before I burst into flames. (mentally)

"Anyway was I continue; Maxon, I have decided that today is your first day of your King training! Come, follow me."

Mason gets up from his seat looking puzzled and gestures me to follow. I took one last big bite of my pancakes and scurried along.

As we were walking, King Clarkson suddenly stops in front go me and I nearly tripped over him if I hadn't been paying attention.

"Are you still following us?" His back was still facing us. I timidly looked at Maxon and our eyes were basically say, he was talking about me.

I murmured, "Well Maxon told me to come along? Thus I guess you are giving him training so I might as well come and learn a few things."

"Well I never said I was giving you back to where ever you always hang around. The dungeons, kitchen or whatever, just please go."

I carried an apologetic look on my face (not like he could see anyway) and before I left Maxon mouth "Sorry".

"Why does King Clarkson hate me so much? I have done nothing wrong to him ever..." I thought to myself. "Could it just be my attitude that irritates him?" I shook my head. I decided to clear my head with some fresh air and a walk in the garden. The place that I always went when I had problems during the Selection.

I don't know what's so special about the garden that soothes me so much. It relaxes me and literally all of my worries disappear. It's like for others; for them, it's reading a book that calms them, or for the girly ones, painting their nails or going shopping.

But for me it's taking a walk in the garden. Although I love playing the piano, it just doesn't feel the same with walking in a garden. I can be immersed in nature, admire the scenery: the blooming flowers, the chirping birds etc.

I made my way to the doors that were guarded by two guards standing next to it. I smiled and nodded at them as they made way and opened the door for me. They definitely knew I belonged here now, owing to what happened in our first encounter. I guess this is how I have to spend the rest of my day.

It took me quite a while until I could clear my thoughts and not be bothered by the thought of King Clarkson. Ugh, he's really getting on my nerves. I saw that the sunset was going to come soon so I thought it was time to leave. (and yes she spent quite a long time in the garden)

I decided against going to the dining hall to avoid seeing him again, thus I didn't have much on my agenda, so I guess the only place to go now would be my bedroom.

I slowly opened the door to check if Maxon was there, but sadly he wasn't. As I went inside, I flopped myself onto the bed and grunted against the sheets.

"Ughhhhhhh, why is trouble coming back to me again."

I made a decision that I was going to end my day early today, so I called Mary and Paige to come over to bring me dinner.

There was a gentle knock on my door so I said, "Come in."

In came Mary and Paige, carrying trays of food and dishes.

"Are you feeling alright You Highness? Isn't it a bit early for you to have dinner?"

"Yes but I have nothing else to do, since..." I stopped as I didn't want to go into the details and probably end up badmouthing the King.

"We understand, we kinda heard about it..." Paige chimed in. I tried to force a smile. Great, now the whole palace knows.

"Anyway! On a brighter note we've got you food! So we have a mushroom soup for starters, a small salad with italian dressing for appetizer. Then for the main course it will be crab stuffed lobster tail and lastly strawberry panna cotta for dessert!"

Paige takes the lids of the plates and places them on the table. "Enjoy your meal Your Highness!" She bows.

"Thank you for preparing such an amazing meal." I beamed at the dishes.

"You are welcome, Your Highness." They bow one last time and headed for the door, but before they exited, Mary turned around, "Your Highness, if anything is bothering you, you should always talk to your husband." She gives me a smile and leaves.

I sat there on the velvety chair by myself. Picking up my spoon and scooping the soup. If this goes on I seriously need company. Sigh, when will Maxon come back?

A while later, I finally finished with my meal and called Mary and Paige again to prepare my bath. They came over with a huge basket of bath salts, essential oils, bath bombs, soaps etc and filled my bath tub with bubbles.

Once I've finished with my bath, they helped me to dry up and apply moisturizer for the night. Having them here was not only for me to be attended but also for company. They would come up with funny jokes to cheer me up and gossip about things going on around the palace; it was all good fun.

"Goodnight your Highness, sweet dreams." Mary said.

"Watch out for the bread! Remember what I told you 'bout that yeast!" Paige smirked.

I laughed and said, "Yeah yeah I will! And remember not to laugh at his mustache!" They started giggling and left the room.

I went over to the bedside table and checked the clock, "9 o'clock. Hmm, that's not so bad. I guess I can have some beauty sleep today."

I slowly pulled the covers above my shoulders and curled up into a ball. Once I found a comfortable position, a few moments later I found my eyes slowly drooping...

"Creaaaaak." Someone opened the bedroom door.

AN: Okay, you might find this chapter a bit draggy and boring (idk haha) but I didn't want to sound too rush and jump over ahead of time! But i hope you still liked it :) Feel free to comment!