"What about it?" Emillee barely squeaked out she was so nervous. "Hey, I'm not gonna yell at you or hurt you. No need to be nervous." Liam spoke calmly she knew she was safe but she was caught talking about his step mother. Another slip up like that shes toast. "Liam, wait, can I call you Liam? "Yes Emilee, wait, can I call you Emilee? Emilee giggled "Yes, Heh, I just had a question." "I may have an answer" Why is it call 'The Selection'?" Liam opens his mouth like he is about to speak than closes it. He than replies with "I guess because I will select a wife."
I stare at him "Not only a wife, a future queen someone who will rule by your side..." She trails off looking at a book behind Liam. The Dragon Slayer. Fantastic another fiction boring book. Emilee groans at it. "Something wrong?" She looks over back at Liam and shakes her head "No, Nothing." She looks over at the clock and realizes its ten past two she has to go set up for the tea party at three. "Liam I have to meet the queen soon so can we hurry this up, please?" And they end up talking for longer than intended. Time 4:31 PM. "And thats how I learned to wrestle." As Emilee says that she looks at the clock. Color drains from her face. She gets up and says "I'm late! Bye!" Then she bolts out the door leaving him with that.