Prologue

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America:

It was Ahren and Eadlyn’s 23rd birthday tomorrow, and for once, Maxon and I had no idea what to give them.

“They literally have everything” Maxon complained, sitting on our bed.

“Are you starting to regret spoiling our children, my royal husbandness?” I teased sitting next to him.

“Maybe…. But I wasn’t the only one.”

“True.”

We sat in silence for a couple minutes, thinking.

“What if we tell them that they can choose, together, what they want, within reason of course,” I asked.

“Do you think that could work? What if they ask about my Father?” Maxon said, wincing.

“Well, you already told Eadlyn, so she will most likely beg Ahren to choose something else.”

“Fine, I guess that will have to do,” he said pulling me in for a kiss.

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