“So here I was expecting at the very best a cordial welcome from the girls who were prepared to fight me to the death for someone I didn’t want. Instead I was embraced.”
The Selection Series - Kiera Cass
“He must love you very much,’ Gavril said once I had my footing. I couldn’t look at him. ‘What makes you say that?’ Gavril sighed. “I’ve known Maxon since he was a child. He’s never stood up to his father like that.”
I turned to see America and Maxon in the garden. He had his arms tucked behind him, and she was walking backwards, hands moving in the air as if she was telling him a story. She made a point, exaggerating it with gestures, and Maxon bent forward, laughing and squinting his eyes. It seemed as if he was holding his hands behind him because, if he didn’t hold himself back, he’d scoop her up then and there.
“I was absolutely floored the first time I finally, truly saw her… As if it weren’t enough that she was willing to stand up to me and clearly
unafraid to be herself, she was dazzlingly beautiful. Underneath thick
lashes were eyes blue as ice, something cool to balance out the flames
in her hair. Her cheeks were smooth and slightly blushed from crying.
And her lips, soft and pink, slightly parted as she studied our hands.” - Maxon Schreave
I was rereading The Heir for the 20th time and check this out:
“No. You’re trying to be a good friend. To him, to me. It’s no big deal.”
[Erik] tucked his hands behind his back. “Well, I am, you know?”
He sighed, seeming embarrassed. “Your friend. If you need one.”
It was such a simple offer, yet generous in a million ways. “I couldn’t imagine having a better one.”
Ring a bell? No? Okay let’s rewind to The Prince novella:
“If you let me stay …” [America] sighed. “All right, well, look at you. You’re the prince. You’re busy all day, what with running the country and all, and you’re supposed to narrow thirty-five, well, thirty-four girls, down to one? That’s a lot to ask, don’t you think?”
While it sounded like a joke, the truth was she cut to the core of my anxieties with absolute clarity. I nodded at her words.
“Wouldn’t it be much better for you if you had someone on the inside? Someone to help? Like, you know, a friend?”
“Yes. Let me stay, and I”ll help you. I’ll be your friend. You don’t have to worry about pursuing me. You already know that I don’t have feelings for you. But you can talk to me anytime you like, and I’ll try and help. You said last night that you were looking for a confidante. Well, until you find one for good, I could be that person. If you want.”
If I want … That wasn’t an option, it seemed, but at least I could help this girl. And maybe enjoy her company a little bit longer. Of course, Father would be livid if he knew I using one of the girls for such a purpose … which made me like it much, much more.
“I’ve met nearly every woman in this room, and I can’t think of one who would make a better friend. I’d be glad to have you stay.”
See it now? Both Erik and America start out as “just friends” with Eadlyn and Maxon. They don’t have a hidden agenda and they both understand the royals in a way they’ve never been understood before.
Erik is to Eadlyn what America was to Maxon and we all know how that turned out. This ship is going to sail y’all. Watch!