Prince Ethan's P.O.V.

I sigh as i look up from the paper. I had been reading this same paragraph for an hour i notice as i look up at the clock. It seemed that no matter what i did my mind couldn't comprehend the words on the page. I rubbed my eyes. I can't do this any longer today. I stand up and leave.

"Jacob!" I call knocking on his door.

"Hey Ethan, what's up?" He asks.

"I can't stand the report Father has given me any longer. Will you go on a walk with me and Lilia?"

"Yes please! I was thinking the same thing." He walks out and we quietly walk to Lilia's room.

"Let's scare her," i whisper. He nods

"1, 2, 3!" We push open the door and yell "boo!"

Lilia, who had been sleeping jumped up and squealed. We cracked up. She looked around in bewilderment. At her angle she couldn't see us! We walk out of our hiding place.

"Oh you guys!" She says. She looks around until she finds the book she fell asleep reading. She picks it up and throw it at us.

We finally can't hold it in and burst out laughing. Lilia joins in, she's used to it by now.

"What do you two want anyway!"

"We are so incredibly bored by the reports we have been given that we would like to request the company on her majesty, Princess Lilia to a picnic in the gardens." I say standing up tall in a very snobby tone.

"Okay! Just ket me change" she says, hopping out of bed.

We leave her to change saying that we will meet her in the west corner of the gardens.

We wait for a while and when she finally appears she is in a sundress and flats.

"Finally!" Jacob says "how long does it take a girl to change!" He says

I smirk

"Much longer then you think when she's a princess."

She sits down and we start to eat.

"So, what do you two really want to talk about?"

Me and jacob look at each other carefully. "What do you mean?" I ask her

"Well usually when you want to talk to me it's about something important. I mean come on! I'm practically your therapist!"

I laugh. "Yup, you are my therapist and we need you very much!"

She giggles.

"Anyway, i guess you're right. I think i speak for both of us when i say we are worried for the selection. I mean we are choosing our wives and future queens of Illéa here!" I run my fingers through my hair in worry. It's kind of a habit.

Jacob's P.O.V

There, right there. He hit the nail on the head. That is why I couldn't get the report done. That is why i aggreed to come out here.

I look down and blush.

"Well now i know that's why both of you came out here," she said acknowledging my embarrassment.
"See you're problem is that while you think you're lookng for the future queen your not. You're also looking for a wife, a confidante, the mother to your children. You keep worrying no one will be able to be your queen but what about your wife?" She stopped.

That was exactly what i needed. A pick-me up. I wasn't looking for a formal, boring queen. I was looking for a beautiful, loving wife. I think we both thought that seeing how we looked at each other at the same time.

"Thank you for talking to us Lilia, i think that's exactly what we needed." I say. We all stand and pack up. Then we go our separate ways.

Queen America's P.O.V.

20 years. It's been 20 years since my selection. And look at them. I had looked up from my work just 5 minutes ago to see the children having a picnic in the garden. I sigh leaning against my huge window. I remember...

"I love you," he said simply. "I should have told you a long time ago. Maybe we could have avoided so many stupid mistakes if I had. Then again," he added, beginning to smile, "sometimes I think it was all those obstacles that made me love you so deeply."

Excerpt From: Cass, Kiera. "The One." HarperCollinsPublishres. iBooks.
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I can only hope that my sons will be able to confess there love to a girl the way Maxon did to me. I only hope they will get such a positive response as i gave. One filled with love and truth.

"I know, they're growing up so fast," i whirl around to see Maxon standing in the door way. I run over to him and hug him.

"How are you my dear?" I give him a stern look and he laughs. I never got a chance to help him fix that. His laugh is so odd that i join in.

"So, are you ready for tomorrow night?" He asks. I have to think for a second before i realize what he means. We are revealing the selected tomorrow on the report. They will be here the Wednesday after that. I sigh.

"We should probably get back to work," i say. But we don't let go. My arms around his neck and his around my waist. We stay like that for a good 5 minutes gazing into each others eyes before he gives me a quick peck on the lips. My heart still flutters every time he does that.

HEY ALL YOU SASSY READERS. that's all i wanted to say... SWOOSH *disappears in a flurry of books falling on top of you and knocking you out* goodnight my selected ~HEYIMBLU