It turns out that I'm not the only person in Illèa with stagefright, Sir Olive Luke from Fennley passed out as he waited for The Report to start. Olive was the person who I had planned a date with this afternoon but due to his state, the date was called off. I fiddled with the light violet end of my dress, this was my first Illèa Capital Report with the selected and I wanted to show that I am capable of being a good queen. Though there was a change to plans, this report will only half focus on me and the other half will be on Auntie Josie, Uncle Kaden and their unborn boy, Adrian.

"So, Princess Josephine, how long have you known you were with child?" Angie asked. I looked at Angie with a tilted head, she is very pretty, she could probably be a princess. I only knew a bit about Angie's past, she was a model as a child but was forced to retire when she became pregnant with her daughter Jeanete Arthur, I remember the only reason why Angie got this job was because her husband died and she needed to provide for Jeanie. My respect for Angie is so high, she is only four years older then me and yet her and her daughter were thriving in the world all by themself.

"Prince Kaden and I have known for about four months, I know I don't look four months pregnant but if you remember, I wasn't that big with Prince Chay either," Auntie Josie explained. So she wasn't big with Chay, I honestly couldn't remember, true I was four at the time though.

"Actually I was eight at the time of your pregnancy with Prince Chay, so my memory of your stomach it's actually quite fuzzy," she joked as most of the people in the room laughed, including the selected. "I have one question before we turn the report over to Princess Kerttu and her thirty-five selected men. What name are you thinking for the future prince?"

Uncle Kaden smiled as he looked at Auntie Josie, his light blue eyes shining, asking if he can say. Aunt Josie smiled in response. "Adrian Bailee Schreave."

Luckily the selected have done all of the talking so far, Sir Leon and Sir Elliot were the last two to speak, I was a little surprised that Sir Elliot was last since he was meant to be the sixth person to speak, maybe he thought speaking last would be a good idea and maybe make him less shy? Even though I know from experience it's the other way around. "Sir Leon Bryitz, how has your time with our princess been?"

"Unfortunately I have not been able to require a date with Care, though I was blessed with a joyful ten minutes when I first arrived at the castle. The princess is a very smart, beautiful and kind person, I truly believe that if I made it long enough in the selection, I could see myself falling for Care." I felt a small blush rise on my face, all of his compliment I have heard before, well that is a part from that he could fall for me. I knew that was the whole point of the selection but this-

Angie raised as eyebrow as she did a professional smirk that played into the character of a reporter, "You already have 'care' privilege, I see?"

Leon laughed, "Yes, I believe so."

As Angie finished talking to Leon she moved over to Sir Elliot, I felt bad for him. He was clearly uncomfortable, his feet were crossed on top of each other and he had his hands closed. Sir Elliot was probably wishing that he had just vomited like Sir Olive just to get out of this. "Sir Elliot Kobe, you are the last of our selected and becuase of this you will have a different question, just to spice up things."

He nodded, not like Angie was asking but still it didn't look like he was agreeing anyway.

"Where do you see yourself in the selection." Oh no, that question is basically a death trap. He could say to the Elite but that would make him sound egotistical or he could say not far and that will only bring bad media.

Sir Elliot was silent for a moment, I wasn't sure if he was about to throw up or cry, but either way this didn't look good. "That's up to the princess isn't it? I wish..." he paused as he looked at the camera, maybe to his family or just to his reflection. "I wish that I get to stay long enough for the princess to get to know the real me, which is a thing I struggle with quite a bit."

He handled that much better then I expected, who knew? Underneath Sir Elliot's shy personailty is a unexpected person.