I hope you all had a Merry Christmas! Sorry, this chapter is so short, but I didn't have a lot of time today. I promise tomorrow's chapter will be longer! Please review so I can hear your thoughts!
"Oh my gosh!" I reply in awe. Maxon's face lights up."Maxon...I..." Maxon's face fell, worried that I was hesitating. "Yes!" I responded. His face lights up. He stands up and slides the ring on my finger. I throw myself into his arms. I kiss his cheek and he kisses mine. "I love you so much, Maxon Schreave," I say.
"I love you too, Bella Schreave," Maxon replies and I laugh. "We should plan this wedding quickly so I can actually kiss you!"
"I agree, but don't we have to tell the other Selected?" I ask.
"Yes, but that will happen on The Report tomorrow. After that, we can start discussing it with Silvia. I want to know more about you though. C'mon here on the bed," he says while gesturing to the bed. I climb up onto the bed and lay in his arms. Maxon kisses my forehead. "So...how many kids do you want to have?" he asks excitedly.
"I'm open to as many as we receive," I responded.
"You don't want a specific number of kids?"
"Not really. I don't use any protection and I don't want you to use it either, so we could have a lot of kids or we can just have one. It matters on how much self-control we have."
He laughs. "Well, I want to let you know now that I have almost no self-control."
"I guess we'll see what happens then," I say, smiling. "I love you, Maxon."
"Bella, I love you too. I always have. As soon as I saw you in the garden, I knew I loved you the most out of these girls. And I'm so glad I got to pick you," Maxon says. All of the emotions of the past few hours hit me and I start tearing up a bit. I bury my head into his shoulder.
"I was so scared that you di-di-died Maxon," I say, choking on my words, scared to even say them out loud.
"Shh, Bella. Shh. I'm right here now," he says, lifting my head up to look me in the eyes. I quiet down and bury my head in his chest, breathing in his cologne. "I'm sorry to do this now, but we have to go to a meeting with the advisers. You see, Mother and Father died so now I am King." He tears up and starts crying. I pull his head into my chest and rub circles on his back, trying to comfort him.
"Oh, Maxon. I'm so sorry for your loss. I can't even begin on how much you miss them. I hope I can help you through it, though." He looks at me and kisses me on my forehead.
"I'm glad that I at least have a fianceé to love me. C'mon Bella, we should go to the meeting," he says, wiping the tears from his eyes and standing up. He gets out of bed and holds his hand out to pull me up. I grab his hand and he pulls me into his embrace. We walk together hand-in-hand through the halls, but we break apart before we enter the meeting room. "Here we go," he says, looking me in the eyes. "You've got this." I just give him a small smile because I'm so nervous. The doors open and Maxon enters with me trailing behind him. Everyone in the room bows, so I curtsy. Maxon is facing me when I stand up and he gives me an assuring smile.
"Your Majesty," I say, waiting for Maxon's gesture to come over by him. He motions for me to come over and I walk over to his side.
"Gentlemen, as you may know, King Clarkson and Queen Amberly have died in the rebel attack. As I am the heir, I am now king and I declare that the Selection is finished. I have chosen my wife. She will be a great queen and I trust in her to make the right decision for our country. My wife will be Bella," Maxon says, turning to look at me and smiling. There are cries of outburst and I look at the advisers.
"Your Highness-Your Majesty," an adviser says, correcting Maxon's title. "Bella is…well…she…she is a Five. She isn't fit to run the country. She was only put in the Selection so the lower castes wouldn't protest. She was never supposed to become queen…" the advisers cut off, noticing the angry expression on Maxon's face. I gasp and tears gather in my eyes.
Things are going to get messy next chapter! Stay tuned!
