Okay so, I have been getting a lot of requests for the wedding, so I am going to do it. If you want the engagement or anything else just comment and I will see if I do it. This Chapter is to dedicated to these two people who wanted the wedding. @gabbin1324 @awsome_dayIt sucks. So im sorry. I didn't know what to put. Dont hate me! Now on with the chapter!

Maxon POV:

Today was the day. My actual wedding day. I proposed to America about less than a year ago and I couldn't be happier. Many royal families have come once again for my wedding.

I wish my parents; even if my father was cruel would be here today. I know they are looking down at me, and I couldn't be happier.

I had just shrugged my jacket on and was now looking at myself in the mirror. My hair was combed back neatly and I had a three piece suit on. Over my heart was a white rose, and my Medals. One of my maids carefully placed my crown on my head and I was ready to go.

The smile on my face could not get wide enough. I was marrying the love of my life. I finished getting ready and made my way down stairs. The wedding was going to be held in a church but there were still many people who would be coming here. I walked downstairs and everything looked amazing. There were roses everywhere. The castle was extra clean, which all the maids had done a spectacular job. Today, the guards would be very busy. With so many royal families, means many possible outcomes. Silvia had been running around making sure everything was perfect.

She deserves some time off.

I wanted Aspen to be my best man today. While America was "eliminated" we had become friends. Unfortunately for me, He will be taking part as another role in the wedding. Instead, I have chosen Carter to be my bestman. When I helped him and Marlee I got to know them and we became friends. I have some other princes I grew up with as a child as my other groomsmen too.

Carter walked towards me putting his arm around my shoulder, "ready for this man? You know you only get one shot. And make sure you don't mess up the names AGAIN" I let out a chuckle. Once Illia found out about my engagement with America they had been making jokes about the names. I was never going to live this down.

"I'm ready as I'll ever be." He gave me a curt nod. Carter shoved his hands in his pockets.

We continued talking as we walked outside into the limo which would carry us to the church.

We arrived less that half an hour later. The outside was done with flowers and other small detailed decorations. It was a fairly big church, considering how many people would be guests. I looked through the window and saw many paparazzi with bright cameras flashing. Everyone wanted pictures for the royal wedding.

"If you saw America, and Marlee right now you would be amazed. They're beautiful everyday but today. Damn. We are some lucky guys." He said with a smile.

I wasn't allowed to see America, until she walked down the isle. Traditions. "Well, I'm not allowed to see America, and Marlee is with her so I wouldn't know." Our conversation was brought to a halt with Silvia's heels quickly scurrying around to the side of the limo.

"There you are your majesty! You are almost late." Her breaths were quick, she is really overworking herself. . "The wedding is about to begin, and you and Sir Woodwork are requested, alongside the other grooms men. We finished exiting the limo and posed for a couple guys photos before we headed inside the church. Everyone was seated and softly talking to one another.

Silvia positioned us in a line to go inside behind the closed doors to the main area of the church. The groomsmen would go first, followed by carter then myself. A soft set of music started playing, two guards opened the large doors. One by one we made our way down. We stood in a diagonal line me being on the top step near the pastor. From there all the grooms men went down.

The doors shut once again blocking my view from what was out there. People started to quite down as they realized the wedding was beginging. Another steady song was played by the orchestra. In the same order the grooms men and I came out were the same for the girls. The last one being Marlee and her little girl throwing small petals and giggling. The girls were all wearing a blue dress, with black heels. Blue, black and white being mine and America's wedding dress.

"If everyone could please stand." The pastor spke. Everyone complied and faced the closed doors. The wedding march began and the doors opened, revealing Aspen and America. Aspen was the closest male person to her which is why she choose him to walk her down the isle. My breathing hitched at the sight of her.

She was stunning. She had a little more make up on than she usually did but it was a soft gold shimmery one with a light pink lip. Her dress was tight and fitted at the top and flowed out by the waist. It was simple but it is something I love about her. Her hair was in a large bun, with stray curls framing her face. I couldn't see her clearly because of the vail, but my eyes were only on one person. I zoned everyone out watching her graceful steps as she walked closer to me. Each step closer meant a step closer to being officially mine.

I felt her hands entwine with mine. She caught my eyes and I could see the tears brimming inside of them. We said our I dos.

I did not make a mistake with the names.

I placed the ring on America's finger. "With this I thee wed."

She took the other ring repeating the same words as mine. Her voice was shallow and was on the verge of breaking.

"With the power vested in me, I know crown you Husband and Wife." I didn't hear what came next. I didnt bother waiting for 'you may now kiss the bride'

My arms circled around america. I pulled her close to me and lifted the white vail allowing me to have a better look and those gorgeous blue eyes. "My dear" I whispered. She let out a little giggle, music to my ears.

I pulled her body closer to mine, not caring who was watching . I smashed my lips on hers to seal our vows and our love in front of everyone.. She was now officially mine.