The Amber- Selection fanfic

The Twos

Maxon's POV

I went out of my office, with a small smile.

America was going to be so happy.

At the corner of my eyes, I noticed a blonde hair girl approaching me.

I whipped my head to her direction.

It was..Marlee.

"Good morning." I smiled.

She smiles back tiredly.

"Carter was sick last night. He didn't feel good." She said under her breath.

"Oh. Should I send some medicine?" I asked. "So dumb of me to ask, of course he needs it."

Marlee frowns. "Not to mention, I don't feel well either. It's weird."

I chuckle. "He gave you it? It's okay, just take today off and I'll send medicine. Both of you."

She smiled weakly. "Yes. Thank you so much. And, can you..ask him to eat and sleep more often?"

"No problem. Why can't you tell him?"

"We...we're not really besties right now, you know?"

I nodded. "Just remember that you two love each other. Remember..never mind. You both are very brave with love. "

She nodded. "Of course."

"I'll send the—" I started.

"It's fine. I can do good with the medicine they have for us." Marlee insist.  "You just relax and see America."

"Alright. If you need anything, come to me. Get some sleep though, and take a warm bath. That helps." I suggest.

She nodded and we both left.

I caught Carter on his way outside. I gave him a speech about love and Marlee, then I told him to sleep and take the day off.

He looked more tired than Marlee.

"You're right. I can't sleep with her sleeping on the ground. I'll see what I can do." He says and thanked me.

I nodded. Now, I needed to figure out my own problem.

I went straight to Daphne.

Half way there, I changed directions. America goes first.

I sent a maid with a note that said, 'Daphne, meet me outisde''

And then, another one, 'Kriss, meet me outside (please? In 10 minutes), Daphne and I need to talk. Bring your proof. I will bring those papers.'

Because obviously. Daphne will come up with a excuse and I would feel bad.

And forgive her. With Kriss there, I would always remember what she did.

I knocked on America's door.

I waited as Lucy opened the door slowly.

"Oh!" She yelped in surprise.

"Shush Lucy." Anne hissed.

"Who is it?" Mary asks.

Lucy giggled. "Your highness? Lady America is asleep."