I DO NOT OWN THE SELECTION SERIES. SHOUTOUT TO EVERYONE FOR CREATING THESE CHARACTERS.

Schreave Palace. Sacramento, Province of Angeles. 4 weeks into the selection.

After the movie date, Crown Princess Sybil argued with her mother, Queen Ellen about the next group date. It took a lot of shouting, but Sybil finally wore her mother down. She consented to let her daughter choose the location and activity for her next group date. However, it did end up costing her. The crown princess was forced to eliminate the girls from Whites, Yukon, and Zuni. Now it was all down to the elites, the final 8 selected.

For the final group date, Sybil decided to take the 8 elites to a tattoo parlor. She explained to them that they would all get to pick a tattoo for her to get. This way, she could always have a piece of them with her; no matter who won. They were all taken by royal limo to a tattoo parlor that had been bought out for the day. Once inside, Sybil got on the bench and the tattoo artist got to work.

Eulalia Marquez picked 1st Corinthians 13:4, love is patient, love is kind. Dia elected to have done on Sybil's left forearm.

Caleb Newton chose the Princess's favorite flower: a Hyacinth, to be placed on the sole of her left foot. Sybil smiled as she saw Caleb and Eulalia compliant each other on the tattoos they had chosen.

Jessica Woods got an actual human heart on Sybil's right breast, above her actual heart.

Jane Topswell got a brown horse on Sybil's left shoulder.

Zander Radley got a pair of weights on her inner right arm.

Carlisle Martimus got a snowflake on the top of Sybil's right foot.

Irradia Poder decided to get the word Fag on Sybil's left wrist. It was rather meaningful since it was the title of the first song that Irradia had ever released and Sybil's favorite song of hers. The singer from Paloma smiled at the princess of Illèa as she admired the ink.

"Irradia, can this be a nickname for me, when we're alone?" Sybil asked as she showed off the wrist tattoo, not feeling any shame in the slur.

"Sure Fag..." Irradia whispered as she held Sybil's hand.

"Gracias Irradia." Syb said in tears of joy.

Claude Marie Vance as the last to take her turn. For her tattoo, she got the nickname she had for Sybil, PrinPrin, tattooed on her left ribs. Claurie smiled widely as Syb showed off the tattoo.

"Claurie, no matter what happens with the selection...I want to keep you close to me always." The heiress to the Illèan throne declared.

"Ain't no one ever wanted to keep me before." The mercenary from Atlin said as she wept.

"I want to keep you Claurie, I really wanna keep you." Sybil said as she shows off the tattoo. Thankfully, the other selected were talking amongst themselves, giving Syb and Claurie free reign to talk.

"Thank you!" Claude-Marie breathed out as she wept and embraced Sybil tightly.

"No matter who wins the selection, I'll always be your PrinPrin, you know that right?" Sybil asked as she held Claude-Marie tightly in her arms.

"PrinPrin...there's something I gotta tell ya." Claude-Marie said with shame in her eyes.

"What?" Sybil asked.

"I didn't sign up for your selection because I was in love with ya, I signed up...because your ma paid me." She admitted as the princess of Illèa pulled back.

"What, what do you mean she paid you?" Sybil asked in shock.

"Mrs. Queen is insistent on you marrying a fella, she paid me to get rid of the other gals so one of the fellas could snatch ya up...I'm so sorry PrinPrin!" Claurie said as she tried to grab Sybil's hand, only for her to pull it away.

"Stay away from me!" Sybil cried in pain as she raced out of the tattoo parlor, leaving heartbrokeness and confusion in her wake. No one knew what to say as Claurie wept at the loss of her chance with Sybil.

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