"Are there any more stories that you haven't told me?" I ask Kevin. He thinks for a few minutes.
"I don't think so. I'm sure I could write something for you, though," Kevin says. I smile and nod.
"What kind of story?" I ask. He smiles.
"One where there is a princess and she doesn't need a price. She's independent and can slay dragons or fight ogres or whatever do what her mind is up to," he says. I smile and think of that kind if story.
"Actually, don't," I say after a thought comes to my head. He raises one eyebrow.
"And why is that?" he asks. I smile.
"Write a story about me," I say. He smiles and nods.
"What should I write about you?" he asks. I think for a minute.
"Well, it could have something about all of the selected guys. And include my family. It also could have some of the palace staff like the maids and butlers and stuff," I explain. He nods.
"I think that would make a wonderful story," he says.
"Thank you," I reply. He leans forward and plants his lips on mine. It causes a sweet feeling to rush through my veins.
It also causes my heart to ache a little more for Flynn.
Update! Yay! You all already know that I update a lot so sorry for the long amount of time since the last update. I hope you all enjoyed this chapter even though it is sooooooo short. Please comment and vote!
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The Princess (The Selection)
FanfictionBook 2 in this series. (See below) Celia Ann Shreave is the daughter of Maxon and America. She just turned 18 and has to marry in order to keep the crown. What happens when she hosts her own Selection, making her the first female to ever host their...
