I want everything with you, America. I want the holidays and the birthdays, the busy season and lazy weekends. I want peanut butter fingertips on my desk. I want inside jokes and fights and everything. I want a life with you.

What am I supposed to call you?""Your Royal Husbandness. It's required by law, I'm afraid.

You are not the world, but you are everything that makes the world good. Without you, my life would still exist, but that's all it would manage to do.

Prince Maxon surveyed the room and found me. Our eye met for a moment, and he smiled.

Let her go!" That was a new voice, young but full of authority. ... There was Prince Maxon...."Open the doors.""But-Your Majesty-""Open the doors now and let her go. Now!

Would you like me to let you go home to your love today?" he asked. It was obvious that my preference for someone else bothered him, but instead of choosing to ve angry, he showed compassion.