My maids put me in a pretty black dress. Since it's only a week since Maxon and I's engagement it seems weird to be wearing black but I roll with it. Why the hay are my maids so solemn!
Maxon's POV...
America is not going to be happy. Marlee and Carter's caning got postponed due to my ending of the selection. She's going to be so upset. There is nothing I can do though it was this or death. I tried telling my father but he wouldn't hear of it. Guards walk my parents and me out to some chairs in the fenced area. Then the citizens are behind the fence and there is another fence in front of us. A guard brings America out and she looks very confused. He sits her next to me. "What's going on?" she asks. "I'm sorry America." "What?" she asks. I just fix my eyes on the platform where Marlee and Carter will be caned at.
America's POV...
I'm so confused and scared. What's going on! They bring two people out. Oh my gosh, it's Marlee and Carter! Wait no, they are about to be caned. No-no-no this can't happen! "Maxon! Mason, please stop this!" I beg. They cane them once. Marlee yelps. "Maxon please, " I beg. He does nothing. Okay, I have to keep myself composed. "STOP!" I say firmly. I get up and start walking toward where they are. A guard grabs my arm. "Let me go, " I say firmly. He reluctantly does. I yell, "Stop!" again. Nothing. I yell one last time and they listen. They stop. The king looks angry but I don't care. I grab the caning wands from them and I throw them away. I cut my hand open but it's fine. "This is wrong! Why do we penalize people for being in love? So they went against the rules of the selection but why is that punishable by this? Everyone does something wrong in there if, " I testify. The audience erupts with applause. The king looks almost satisfied. Maxon looks proud. I help Marlee and Carter up. My hand stings really bad from the cut but I focus on other things. They only got caned twice so it's not too bad. I tell the guards to bring them to the hospital wing. I walk into the palace like I own the place. The crowd cheers again. When I walk into the palace all the staff is waiting in the foyer. They all clap and cheer. I still have a bloody hand an apparently I accidentally hit my arm at some point with it. I go straight to the hospital wing and I take care of Marlee and Carter. "How are you so good at this Ames?" Marlee asks. I remain quiet and she sees my scars. "America...you were caned. How many times?" "30," I whisper. "30! I couldn't handle 2!" She luckily doesn't ask any more questions.
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