The Decision | Zevor (The Selection Book Two)

Chapter Four

Being a Queen is annoying sometimes.
I'm not saying being a Queen has its perks.
But it kind've sucks.
I start discussing with Wendy on how we're going to eliminate the caste system, eliminating them one by one. Starting with Eights.
"That's s wonderful Idea." She tells me in the Women's room with Mia and Dad sitting across from us. Dad liked the idea of getting read of the system as much as I did. "What are we going to do in the meantime?"
"What do you mean?" I ask, "Get the caste broken, make sure people have the job they desire. What else?"
"We need a distraction." She tells me. I know what she means. While all this is going on, Illéa needs something to look to.
"Of...?" I stop when I get to the realization. I almost hop out of my seat.
"No! I'm not...ugh!" Mia widens her eyes at my outburst.
Dad does too, "Not what?" My cheeks warm. I ask him to leave the room.
When he finally is out the door, I look at Wendy, "I'm not pregnant." I knew one day that Trevor and I would have to have an Heir to Illéa, but I didn't expect it this soon.
"It's just a thought." Wendy shrugs.
"You're going to be pregnant?" Mia asks. "I'm going to be an Aunt?"
I try not to burst out again, "No. I'm not." Mia nods.
"How about we have another Selection?" Mia says. Wendy laughs at the idea. I raise an eyebrow thoughtfully and bend down towards her.
"For who?" I ask. She shrugs. I look at Wendy, "I don't mind having another Selection." I am trying to think of who would exactly have the selection.
Mia smirks, "We could have one for Mike, Miles, and Trey." We both beam at each other.
"I think we could have one..." Wendy says adjusting her glasses.
"Well." I say to both of them, "Another Selection there is."

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