A SELECTION ONESHOT

"Maxon where are we going?"

"Shh", Maxon says, gently leading America towards a hall.

"You should be resting", America insists, trying to peek through her blindfold.

Maxon smacks her playfully.

"Alright, alright", America smiles.

"But you're going to bed straight after, it's almost midnight!"

Maxon put on a regal face.

"You cannot tell the King of Illea to go to bed even though you are his Queen!"

The two of them chuckled.

"We're almost there", Maxon promised.

America sighed, secretly enjoying every moment that she spent with Maxon. It had only been a fortnight since Maxon had been made king and they had already gone through a Report and the crowning ceremony. Whenever it felt like too much to her, America would look at Maxon and suddenly everything she was doing would become worth it.

Suddenly, America felt Maxon's hand slipping away from hers.

"Stay here", Maxon instructed.

America shivered a little. Maxon had woken her up and instructed her to get into something decent, refusing to accept a no. So here she was, dreesed in a blue tank-top and jeans. But where was Maxon.

"Alright", Maxon said, his breath tickling her ear.

"You can remove the blindfold."

America did so and opened her eyes to an amazing sight.

The hall she was in was decorated with blue and white flowers and decorations and balloons. There were shimmering white lights everywhere and right in front of America was a huge picture of her that said 'Happy Birthday America!'

And the best part was the sight of all her friends and family and the Elite and even Georgia and  Aspen along with Lucy and Mary.

They were cheering and wishing her happy birthday with a huge cake in front of them

Dazed America turned and almost collided with Maxon.

"Maxon", she breathed, unable to say anything.

"Happy Birthday, my love", he said, smiling.

"I've got another gift for you, trust me it will be the best one."

America just shook her head.

"Thank you , Maxon", she whispered.

"But you are the best gift I've ever had or will ever have."

With that she leaned into him for a kiss, not aware of anything but the two of them. Two of them, cast as one. Two inseparable souls that were one.