The chapter opens with America asking Silvia for private lessons.  Of course, it marries that request with a backhanded insult about how Silvia is so vain that she’d jump at the chance to have someone “hang on her every word.”  Because the only way some other woman can be better than America is if she’s…

America responds to the events of last chapter by becoming reclusive (or rather, even more reclusive) and avoiding Kriss.  But eventually she has to go to dinner with the others instead of taking it in her room.  During the meal, someone comes in and delivers that the king and Maxon will be returning that night. …

I curtsied to the queen as I walked into the dining room, but she didn’t notice.  […] The queen seemed to be in her own world, staring at the floor or occasionally glancing at Maxon’s and the king’s chairs as if something was wrong. Damnit, so not only does the book limit the queen’s “strength”…

Some undefined time period later, America skips dinner to meet with Aspen instead. The queen was a little more relaxed when it came to running the palace.  Or maybe she was distracted. Either way, the point is, she’s just not as good as the dudes, amiright?  That darn vagina, getting in the way again. They…

We were spared the humiliation of dealing with the aftermath of our receptions on the Report. What humiliation?  Your reception went off without a hitch.  Also, HELLO, THE WORLD DOESN’T REVOLVE AROUND YOU, DID YOU EVER STOP TO CONSIDER THAT SOMETHING ELSE OF IMPORT MIGHT HAVE COME FROM ALL THAT POLITICING? Apparently not, because the…