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Meet Prince Maxon before he fell in love with America, and a girl named Amberly before she became queen. See the Selection through the eyes of a guard who. Go behind the scenes of Kiera Cass’s #1 bestselling Selection series with this gorgeous collection of novellas and exclusive extras. Meet Prince Maxon before he fell in love with America, and a girl named Amberly before she became queen. This must-have companion to the Selection. Meet Prince Maxon before he fell in love with America, and a girl named Amberly before she became queen. This must-have companion to the Selection series includes four novellas—two of which are only available in print in this collection—as well as exclusive bonus content.
Not in United States? Choose your country's store to see books available for download. Meet Prince Maxon before he fell in love with America, and a girl named Amberly before she became queen. This must-have companion to the Selection series includes all four novellas as well as exclusive bonus content. The White Rose.
I stood by the table, eating grapes with a tiny fork. Clarkson looked my way a few times, seemingly double-checking that I was doing as he suggested. Dinner was dying down. The king had unceremoniously excused himself, and the queen had almost completely emptied a bottle of wine by herself. Some of the girls started to curtsy and leave, not wanting to watch the queen as she sloppily propped herself up on her arm.
I was alone at my table, determined to finish every last bite of the chocolate cake. My head shot up. Clarkson had walked over without me noticing.
I thanked God he caught me between bites. Very well. And you? There was a brief silence as I waited for him to say more. Or was I supposed to talk? Were there rules about who spoke first? I laughed a little as I looked down. My hair was nearly to my waist these days. Though it was a lot to groom, it gave me plenty of options for pulling it up.
That was key for farmwork. Comes in handy for braiding, which is nice at home. I ran my fingers over it. My hair was clean and well taken care of.
Did I somehow look messy without being aware of it? What do you think?
He tilted his head. I think it might be nicer if it was shorter. He shrugged and started to walk away. Just a thought, he called over his shoulder. I sat there for a moment, considering. Then, abandoning my cake, I went to my room. My maids were there, waiting as always. Martha, would you feel comfortable cutting my hair? Of course, miss. An inch or so off the bottom will keep it healthy, she replied, walking to the bathroom.
I know. But can you do it? And would you still be able to make it pretty? I pulled at the thick strands, imagining them cut off. My maids helped undo my dress and draped a towel over my shoulders. I closed my eyes as Martha began, not completely sure what I was doing.
I lost nothing in this. I listened to the metallic bite of the scissors over and over.
I could feel as her snips got more precise, as if she was making everything uniform. Not long after that she stopped. I opened my eyes. But I turned my head ever so slightly, and a piece of hair fell over my shoulder. I pulled a strand over the other side, and it was as if my face was encircled by a mahogany frame. Wait, wait, wait! Emon cried, running to the jewelry box. She fished through several pieces, searching for something in particular.
Finally, she came up with a necklace that had large glittering red stones. I lifted my hair, expecting her to want me to try it on, but she had other ideas. Gently, she laid the necklace across my head.
It was so ornate, it was very reminiscent of a crown. I had spent so many years imagining Prince Clarkson as my husband, but never once had I considered him as the boy who could make me a princess. For the first time ever, I realized I wanted that, too. I looked at myself in the mirror, and along with imagining Schreave tacked on the end of my name, I placed princess right before it. In that instant I wanted him, the crown—every last piece of this—like nothing before. I darted my eyes toward the head table every few seconds, but Clarkson was focused on his meal, dutifully cutting his waffles and ham, occasionally glancing over to some papers beside him.
His father drank coffee mostly, only scooping up a bite when he took a break from the document he was reading. I assumed he and Clarkson were studying the same thing and that both of them starting so early meant they were going to have a very busy day.
Once breakfast was over, Clarkson left with the king, off to do whatever it was they did that made our country work. We had exhausted all the getting-to-know-you conversations and had grown accustomed to spending our days together.
I sat with Madeline and Bianca, as I almost always did. We were used to being separated into groups in everyday life—Threes over here, Fives over there—so maybe it was natural for that to happen in the palace. Though, at the moment, it seemed as if we were going through a bunch of nothing. Bianca looked up. My mom wrote yesterday and said that Hendly got engaged.
Can you believe that? She left, what, a week ago? Oh, yeah! Bianca lit up with excitement. A Two! I mean, it gives you hope. I was a Three before I left, but the idea of maybe marrying an actor instead of a boring old doctor sounds fun. It seems unlikely. Well, I think she said her family did music, so maybe she performed for him once, Madeline offered. I smiled. If Hendly is happy, then so am I. Madeline challenged. We may not know all the details, but I have a very clear impression of him.
Madeline smiled. This action might not be possible to undo. Are you sure you want to continue? Upload Sign In Join. Save For Later. Create a List. Happily Ever After: Companion to the Selection Series by Kiera Cass. Read on the Scribd mobile app Download the free Scribd mobile app to read anytime, anywhere. HarperTeen Released: Oct 13, ISBN: He would never want me. Sadly, I was not. But there had to be a way to get Prince Clarkson to notice me.
Dear Adele I held the pen in the air for a minute, knowing this was pointless. My head throbbed. I closed my eyes, breathing slowly. I ordered myself to focus. I was getting that nauseated feeling that sometimes came with the headaches. I have to run. Lots going on. Love you forever, Amberly I felt faint. Everything all right, Amberly? Danica asked. What are you doing? I jerked away from the wall to see Prince Clarkson looking down at me.
Nothing, Your Highness. Are you unwell? This is humiliating. Oh, my goodness, someone cried. I opened my eyes to see a nurse. Set her here, please, Your Highness. We just finished breakfast, he answered for me. Do you feel sick at all? She made a face both stern and sweet.
I beg to differ; you had to be carried in here. This happens all the time, I blurted in frustration. How do you mean? Mmm hmm. Anything besides the headaches and tiredness? Clarkson shifted next to me. How long have you had this problem? I shrugged. A few years, maybe more.
The nurse looked concerned. Is there any history of this in your family? I paused before answering. Not exactly. But my sister gets nosebleeds sometimes. Do you just have a sickly family? Clarkson asked, a hint of disgust in his voice. He raised his eyebrows in understanding. I turned away, not wanting him to see me cry. Could you leave, please? She just let me cry. Sorry, I mumbled. Still getting used to that.
She smiled. Not at all. Have some fruit. Very refreshing on a day like this.
I never did take a chance playing the game. It was three more days before Clarkson spoke to me again. How are you today, Amberly? Excellent, thank you. I was just noticing how long your hair is, he commented. No, I countered. I need it short. She paused. How short?
But why would you do that? He becomes angry and takes back the known engagement. The next morning a rebel attack happens. Maxon is shot and apologizes to America, saying he does not care if she breaks his heart a thousand times, he still wants her and no one else.
The King and Queen are killed by the rebels, leaving Maxon to become the King. He proposes to America and he reveals he will eliminate the castes.
In the epilogue, the setting is their wedding ceremony. Characters[ edit ] America Singer - The protagonist of the first three novels. She is a somewhat rebellious girl with intentions to do right. She has red hair and is 17 years old at the beginning of the novel. He has blonde hair and brown eyes. Aspen Leger - The ex-boyfriend and first love of America. Later on, a guard at the palace. He has dark hair and green eyes. Celeste- One of the Selected who is rivals-- at first-- with America, but they mend their differences and become friends.
She is killed during the last rebel attack by the Southern Rebels. Marlee- America's first and best friend at the palace. She is caned and let go from the Selection after being found having a relationship with a guard named Carter whom she later marries.
Elise- A quiet girl. She is one of the last four Selected remaining, known as the "Elite".
He despises America and horribly mistreats Maxon. He dies in the final rebel attack. Queen Amberly Schreave- A gentle and kind queen. Also, the mother of Prince Maxon. Unlike the king, she is kind to America. She also dies in the last rebel attack.